Lauren

By Hunter S Creek

“Look, guys, I think that it’s time that you left Percy alone.”

It was five minutes before the Monday morning Homeroom bell when Lauren found the group of senior jocks trying to stuff her big brother, Percy, into his locker. When they heard her words their first reaction was to turn to see who had dared to interrupt their favorite sport of nerd-bullying. It was then only a mere nanosecond before they were all standing dumb-founded, and looking up at Lauren’s stony expression.

It took a bit longer for them to register exactly who this tall, muscular, busty Amazon was that stood hulking before them.

But, it couldn’t be!

Only three days ago, “Little Lauren” had been their Friday afternoon target. Only three days ago Lauren was just over four-and-a-half-feet tall, had no figure whatsoever, and barely had enough muscle to lift her Algebra textbook! Now at six-foot four-inches, Lauren towered over all of them! Also, Lauren now not only finally had breasts; but they were larger than their heads! And, she now had arms that were bigger and more muscular than their thighs!

Lauren stepped forward, squatted down, and gently pulled her brother free from the petrified grasps of two of the still-stunned jocks. She tenderly turned him toward the stairwell and told him that he had better hurry to get to his next class. She then stood to her full height and scowled down at the still-agog jocks.

Just as Lauren started to warn the jocks not to pick-on Percy again, she felt a warm wave crash-over her every fiber. Lauren had not had an episode like this since last night. Since this would be her eleventh, Lauren knew all too well what this warmth meant: and, the timing could not have been more perfect! Lauren couldn’t wait to see the reactions of these Bozos!

Lauren had experienced this same wonderful feeling intermittently since Saturday morning when she inadvertently drank the growth formula that Percy had created and intended for himself. She had thought that the thick, brown liquid in the plastic container in the refrigerator was what was left-over from when their Mom had made them all chocolate milkshakes Friday night. It wasn’t labeled. Percy had gone to the store with their parents. There was no one home to confirm what was in the container. Its chocolaty smell passed for a milkshake, but the taste was a bit different, but good. She then washed-out the container and headed for her bedroom to get a start on her homework.

A few minutes later Laruen was alone and studying in her room. The first intense wave of warmth scared her. She thought that she had poisoned herself. But, moments later, when she felt and saw the effects that it soon had upon her body, she found herself wishing for another.

The first handful of such waves occurred almost half-hourly. Since then, they had become less and less frequent. After the first few, Lauren found herself impatient: she couldn’t wait for the next one. But, she was also feeling apprehensive. It did not take her long to theorize that her short, scrawny, nerdy, bullied Step-brother must have concocted a formula to make him grow. But, she had had no way of knowing what it was. She hadn’t used it on purpose. She was worried about how upset he was going to be when he discovered that his formula was gone. It wouldn’t take him long to figure-out that “missing formula” plus “bigger sister” equals “she took it”.

It wasn’t until after Lauren’s fourth wave that Percy and their parents returned home. By then Lauren had grown from four-foot eight-inches to five-foot four-inches. Lauren had also finally started to grow a pair of small, but noticeable breasts. Several groups of her muscles had also grown and became more and more apparent. It was with mixed emotion that Lauren went to open her bedroom door when Percy knocked. He couldn’t wait to show Lauren his new smart-phone case.

It was difficult to say who was more startled when the two siblings simultaneously noticed that they were now the same height. After the initial shock, it did not take long for Percy to deduce what had happened to his “little” Step-sister.

Percy was angry that Lauren had drunk his formula. Lauren was apologetic, but there was nothing that she could do to undo what had happened.

Percy was not a violent person, so his fury manifested as pacing and polysyllabic growling. Lauren watched him in contrite silence. Just as Percy’s ire had approached its crescendo, Lauren started to feel the now familiar wave of warmth start to build within her every cell. She had come to love the wonderful sensation of growing, but she still felt obligated to maintain a penitent expression. Before his ire was completely spent, Percy was distracted by the sound of cloth tearing, a button popping, and something pinging off of the desk lamp. Percy turned and approached his Step-sister.

Lauren couldn’t quite read her “big” brother’s expression as she noticed him register that he now had to look upwards a couple of inches to meet his now five-foot six-inch “little” Step-sister’s still-apologetic eyes.

Percy stammered his reaction as Lauren guided him into her chair, again apologized, and started to explain.

During the next hour the two nerdy Step-siblings discussed the formula and its obvious effects. Percy also explained why he would probably not be able to duplicate it. Meanwhile two things happened – their parents announced that they were heading to the neighbors’ to play cards for the evening, and Lauren experienced her sixth growth spurt.

By this time Percy’s inner-Geek had seemed to overtake his resentment. He was fascinated to witness the effect that the formula was having on his no-longer-little-Step-sister. By the time that Lauren’s sixth wave had concluded, Percy’s eyes only came up to his five-foot eight-inch “little” Step-sister’s neck. Also, by this time she was definitely beginning to bust-out of her top. Percy grabbed one of his Dad’s old “Contractors Do It In The Dirt” T-shirts and a pair of his sports shorts for her.

As the evening wore-on, the two Step-siblings eagerly waited for Lauren’s next spurt of growth. After a few disappointing hours, however, they decided that the formula may have run its course. They called it a night.

Their customary “good night” hug was markedly unusual for Percy this evening; Lauren now had perky, bra-less C-cup breasts, she now towered four-inches over him, and she now had a powerful embrace: thanks to her new muscles that were clearly larger and more powerful than his. Percy felt oddly contented, and excited.

Lauren felt a jumble of feelings as they embraced. She still felt sad that Percy had missed-out on using his formula. She felt guilty that she had unintentionally drunk it. She felt appreciation for the fact that his formula had given her a new lease on life. Even if the formula’s effects had run their course, she was no longer short, scrawny, and painfully undeveloped.

The seventh wave did not wake Lauren, but it did trigger an excellent dream.

The next morning saw pandemonium when Laruen’s Mom and Step-dad spotted the now quite busty and muscular five-foot ten-inch Lauren sleepily making her way down the hall from her bedroom to the bathroom. Lauren was initially embarrassed to notice that she was now an inch taller than her macho-construction-worker-Step-dad and five inches taller than her Mom. Lauren couldn’t remember her Dad. He had died when she was very young. Since her Mom met her Step-dad, she had always looked-up to him: metaphorically as well as physically.

After the hubbub of discovery ran its course; her Mom took Lauren shopping. Unfortunately for her Mom, they had to return all of the clothes that they had initially bought because Lauren underwent her eighth wave as they started to leave the mall. It was difficult enough buying clothes for a 5’ 10” muscular girl with D-cup breasts, but even more so now that Lauren was six-foot and required an E-cup. Also their options were narrowed quite a bit by the fact that they had to rule-out any sort of pants or any sort of stylish top with sleeves: Lauren’s leg and arm muscles were just too big.

That evening Lauren delighted in modeling her new clothes for Percy. They both particularly enjoyed it when she somehow managed to squeeze herself into one of her Step-dad’s old button shirts as she felt her ninth wave start to build. Lauren perfectly timed the growth spurt with some flexing. The resulting explosion of buttons and material left Percy sitting with a wet spot at the front of his pajama bottoms.

Lauren could barely stifle a giggle as she effortlessly hoisted Percy up from her chair and shepherded her utterly mortified Step-brother out of her bedroom and toward the bathroom. By now Percy’s eyes had an excellent straight-ahead view of six-foot two-inch Lauren’s pert F-cup bust. Lauren felt strangely excited as she looked down at her relatively short and puny Step-brother while he squeezed passed her in her doorway and headed for the bathroom. Lauren was disappointed that Percy did not return after cleaning himself to hug her “good night”.

Lauren’s tenth wave woke her. She then spent about an hour relishing her powerful, busty, six-foot four-inch body as she posed in front of her mirror. She also had to figure-out what she was going to wear to school that morning. Fortunately, she had talked her Mom into buying some very stretchy tops and bottoms. Unfortunately, those clothes weren’t exactly in keeping with the school’s dress code.

None of her family seemed surprised to see Lauren now towering five inches over her five-foot nine-inch Step-dad at breakfast. Yesterday she and Percy had explained to their parents what had happened. She now assumed that their shock had been exhausted, and they would just make the best of the situation for as long as it lasted.

Lauren could tell that Percy was still embarrassed about losing control last night. For her part, Lauren was flattered rather than uncomfortable. She saw Percy’s evident attraction to her body as nothing but positive. She tested that idea after breakfast when she “accidentally” bumped her bust into the back of his head while he was standing in front of the microwave. Lauren then surreptitiously watched as Percy spent the next few minutes trying to conceal his erection.

Lauren was a bit surprised to find that she was not only fascinated by Percy’s reaction, but also by her own sense of thrill. Yes, she relished seeing Percy’s response. But, she had not expected to be so taken aback by how much she enjoyed feeling the back of his head briefly pressed against her breasts. It was a new sensation for Lauren: and, she liked it.

Lauren went back upstairs to brush her teeth and do a final primp before heading off to school. She spent a few moments day-dreaming in front of the bathroom mirror. Lauren flexed one of her huge biceps and thought about how it was obvious to anyone seeing the two Step-siblings that Lauren could use her new, huge size advantage to get Percy to do whatever she wanted. But, then Lauren thought that it would be much more fun for them both if she were to share her body’s size and curvaceous appeal with Percy rather than use its raw power on him.

Although, the more she thought about it, the more the notion of bringing some of her power to bear on Percy also began to appeal to her.

Lauren had been a short and scrawny nerd for her entire life. She was always the smallest, and never had any power over anyone. As Lauren continued to day-dream in front of the bathroom mirror, she then started to realize that having power was exciting her. She realized how much she was enjoying this sensation.

She thought about Percy’s reaction to her bursting the shirt last night. She thought about how much she had enjoyed it, too. She also reflected on the look on Percy’s face as she had effortlessly hoisted him out of her chair. She also recalled Percy’s need to hide his erection after only a brief “accidental” bump from her bust just a few minutes ago.

Lauren started to wonder how much Percy might enjoy a more prolonged and more intimate contact with her new body. Lauren started to realize that she would very much like that, too. Lauren wondered what other hitherto undiscovered sensations she might discover if she were to give little Percy an opportunity to explore and to play with her new, huge, incredible body.

However, the more she thought about it, the more Lauren then realized that what she really wanted … what she really desired was the prospect of having her little, scrawny Step-brother worship every incredible inch of her inexperienced, new body.

Lauren luxuriated in that thought until she heard her parents shout that she was going to be late for school.

Now, standing before the lunkhead jocks in front of her little brother’s locker, and thinking about how they had bullied Percy; Lauren felt perfectly willing, if not eager, to bring every ounce of her body’s considerable power to bear on them. And, as Lauren felt the eleventh wave building within her, she relished the thought that in a few moments these bullies would have even more of her body to fear.