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“Annie hey, wait up!” a frantic voice called out.

“What’s up?” Annie said, less than enthusiastically as the other girl approached.

“Not much just heading to class.” She paused for a second.

“You seem a little down is everything alright?” Isa asked.

Annie sighed as they walked along.

“Yeah, yeah I’m… it’s nothing really I’m fine.”

Isa wasn’t convinced, she could tell when her friend wasn’t telling the whole truth.

She slid in front of the other girl, stopping her short. Isa had always been a much bigger girl than Annie in every way, and she often used that to mess with her.

“We’re not leaving this spot until you tell me what’s really going on, got it?” She stated matter-of-factly.

“Stop it we’re both gonna be late.” Annie said.

“I said already there’s nothing to tell, now let me get to my lesson.”

She finished, but Isa hadn’t been swayed/

“This’ll all be much easier if you just tell me now.”

Annie opened her mouth to say something, but quickly resigned herself.

“Fine” she said.

“What’s wrong is I’m bored of being ignored all the time. I’m desperate for change that never ever comes. I know it sounds stupid, but no one ever seems to notice me.”

The words had been pent up for so long that they flew out with ease.

“That’s what’s wrong.” She added falling back to her usual introverted self.

“I knew it!” Isa said as her round face lit up, she practically jumped up in the air.

“What’s so exciting about me being bored?” Annie probed.

“I know how to solve your problem silly!” She smiled.

“Take this.” She handed her a small scrap of old looking paper with a few odd symbols written on the side.

“A torn up old notebook page?” Annie questioned.

Isa looked her dead in the eyes and summoned forth all the seriousness that lay dormant within her bubbly personality

“This is probably the most valuable thing you’ll ever have in your hands, I can’t really say why. What I can say though is how to use it. Tonight when you have a moment alone write your “Want” down on the paper, and you only get one so be decisive.”

Annie scrunched up her thin face then said “What’d you mean? What is this supposed to do exactly? I don’t get it.”

Suddenly Isa noticed the time.

“Oh god they’re gonna kill me if I’m any later, I gotta go bye!” She shouted as she ran off, wide hips shuffling as she went.

“Oh and try and be specific!” She shouted in finality.

“Weird.” Annie thought fingering the scrap of paper before shoving it in the pocket of her jeans.

“Anyway better get to class.”

Class slinked by and the rest of the day with it. Annie’s mind was full with feelings of life’s inadequacies. She chatted with some friends at lunch, but didn’t run into Isa for the rest of the day. She also forgot about the paper.

It was 9 o’ clock and Annie was alone in her dorm room watching La La Land on Netflix and finishing up some knitting.

“How’d It get so hot in here?” She wondered aloud, “Oh well, must be the winter heating.”

She paused the movie, stood up and unbuckled her belt, her jeans practically slid off her thin frame. As she changed into her oversized tracksuit bottoms something on the floor caught her eye. She bent down to pick it up and realized it was the scrap of paper. She turned it around in her hand examining it in greater detail than she’d gotten the chance to this morning it didn’t seem all that extraordinary. She tried to decipher the symbols along the edge but to no avail. She remembered what Isa had said about

“Wants”

and laughed to herself.

“She had to have been messing with me, but…What’s the harms in humoring her?”

She grabbed a pen and thought about what to write. She landed on

“I want to see a big change” and jotted it down quickly. She laughed again at how ridiculous this was before settling back into bed for the night. Unbeknownst to her on her bedside table the crudely scrawled words she’d written began to glow and deepen into the paper as a permanent fixture. The house lights were shut off as she drifted off to sleep.

She didn’t know what time it was when her eyes suddenly flew open as if some unseen force had pried her back to the conscious world. Her heart was beating fast as she looked around the room searching for the reason of her abrupt awakening, but all she saw were her roommates peacefully sleeping. An immense heat came over her like a wave which prompted her to throw the covers off of her lithe body and jump out of bed. The heat only got more extreme as her heart rate quickened and her muscles began to tense up. She rushed to the toilet opposite the room to try and calm her raging state of being with a splash of water. She approached the sink and looked at her reflection in the mirror while bringing her cupped hands back and forth from the faucet to her face.

“What the fuck.” She said. “I feel sick.” She continued further wetting her face with little to no effect.

Suddenly she froze as she noticed her slight tan begin to lighten until her skin was a pale white tone befitting of someone with Scandinavian background. She tried to cry out, but no words came out. She watched with wide-eyed amazement as her hair lengthened in the mirror, rapidly growing from the shoulder length she was used to down to the small of her back. She tugged at it and yelped with pain, it was definitely real. Her hair colour began to darken from a light brown to a deep auburn. Her focus was soon drawn back up her face as she felt an intense sensation building there. Her mouth seemed to widen some as she felt her lips plump up. She studied herself in the mirror with morbid curiosity as she watched her cheekbones rise bringing some maturity and width to her 18 year old face. Her eyebrows thinned and her eyes morphed becoming cat-like fixtures while just below her nose changed shape to compliment her new features.

“Wait!” She shouted before immediately covering her mouth out of instinct.

The voice she’d heard wasn’t her own; it was deep, husky, sexy, but most of all American!

“Why is this happening!” Annie begged In her new sensual voice while she felt her perspective change slightly as her legs lengthened making her gain an inch of height.

“What is happening!?” She almost moaned in anguish as she felt her body start to age 5 years; she forced herself to lean against the counter as her breasts steadily gained mass going from a small A cup to a large B. She gasped as the orbs on her chest wobbled in a way she’d never felt before, they rubbed against her nightshirt making her shiver.

She slammed her eyes shut which seemed to cause her hips to widen, meeting the sides of her bottoms as they became more womanly at 33 inches and gave her slim figure a noticeable curve. Her midsection tightened, flattening her already thin stomach. Her head was spinning with confusion when more changes hit. Her girlish legs pushed out further filling out the loungewear. She couldn’t hold in a yelp as her thighs expanded from plain and average to sexy and toned, followed by her rear which hit her like a truck as it quickly went from barely noticeable to an impressive bubble butt. Finally she felt her back crack as her posture changed to accentuate her new hourglass figure for the world to see.

Annie braced herself expecting to have to get through another change, but none came. She slowly opened her almond shaped eyes only to see a shocked face in the mirror, but not just any shocked face. It was Emma Stone!

“I’m…Emma stone? But why?” She purred in her deep American voice, but no answer came.

“How did this happen?”

Two rooms away on her bedside table the scrap of paper began to glow faintly as one of the words she’d written began to grow larger, taking up more than twice the space it had.

“BIG.”

Annie was still in shock trying to make sense of what had just happened. She poked and prodded her new face trying to stifle a panic attack.

“Well this isn’t so bad, I mean of all the people to turn into there are worse ones than Emma Stone. Although did it have to be an American? I quite liked my accent.” She giggled.

“Y’know what? I can be very happy that it was this American.” She stated plainly putting her hands around her petite waist.

“22 years old, incredible body and a model’s face! There are tons of fat Americans and I got this one, I should consider myself lucky!” She said, smiling.

“And this sexy voice.” She cooed.

She froze in terror as the heat returned. Annie stumbled backwards away from the mirror. She cried out as a pressure built inside her like a bomb about to blow, moaning deeply as a tightness formed around her waistband.

Once again her hips began to fan outwards, they pushed the limits of her waistband almost snapping it as she screamed in ecstasy. Gasping for breath as she widened, her toned thighs joined the assault on her senses. Both left and right rippled as they swelled with fat, rapidly closing any semblance of a thigh gap she’d ever had.

They fattened and rubbed together uncontrollably lighting up her nerves. The growth continued as they became meatier and rounder until they were 3 times their former size.

She looked down and sighed sensually as she watched her calves inflate to the size her thighs had been, making the once baggy bottoms skintight and form fitting. Her sides bloomed further into huge childbearing hips that destroyed her elastic waistband. She was too distracted to realize that the bottoms didn’t slide off her like they once would’ve. The heat focused on her backside as it began to take on her new proportions. Her once small and recently pert bubble butt exploded away from her, quickly filling out the small space available with masses of fat.

She’d never been a thick girl that was Isa’s job, but suddenly she was twice as big as her and still going.

She groaned with pleasure while her formerly tiny posterior ballooned bigger and bigger, further behind her, becoming the biggest ass she’d ever seen. It fattened and widened until it all finally seemed to stop.

Her whole lower body jiggled as the overly pear-shaped girl waddled around to get a look at her newly acquired bottom half. What she saw she couldn’t quite grasp. Her ass stuck out at least 10 inches behind her and was now her defining trait. The two massive globes sat proudly with the sole purpose it seemed, of drawing looks. Her thighs had enlarged past the point of normality, in combination with her 50 inch hips she was the thickest girl for miles around.

Annie struggled to walk to the mirror. She wobbled as her hips swayed, her centre of gravity was all wrong. She stared at her self in the mirror, studying her exaggerated body, when Suddenly another wave of sensation struck her.

“OooOOooooooooo”

She whined erotically as she brought her hands to her still completely flat stomach. Her hands didn’t stay put though, as slowly but surely her model-thin midsection began to rise like dough. Annie was too engrossed in the electrifying feeling to notice that her belly was beginning to puff up into a pouch that caused her shirt to ride up and expose the pale white mass. Meanwhile her back began to well up as the fat spread out in tandem with her stomach giving her a chubbier look as the flesh piled on.

Without warning she felt her upper arms getting pushed away from her sides as they thickened with blubber. She looked down in morbid fascination and watched her arms broaden and expand, becoming heavy. Everything from her shoulders to her wrists ripened until it was unrecognizable as it’s former self. Her chubbier limbs pushed hard against her torso. Between these and her hips she’d never be able to put her hands at her sides again.

She moaned with immense pleasure as she felt the pressure focus on her chest. The rest of her body’s development had made her breasts seem quite small, but that was about to change.

Her breasts began to gather mass as her cup size increased slowly but surely. The two protrusions on her chest billowed to a C cup in moments, her shirt lifted up further baring more and midriff every second. She breathed deep as her buxom figure continued to take shape, her breasts passing D cups and enlarging still. They began to feel heavy on her chest forcing her to lean forward giving the mirror a view of her burgeoning chest. Her immense mammaries finally came to a halt at a voluptuous DD, just shy of an E.

Annie collected herself and took stock in the mirror, she couldn’t take any more. She looked at her face, Emma’s face. She wished it was over…but it wasn’t. Her sexy face, the last bastion of her skinny body was changing. She looked on in horror, her cheeks were bloating. They swelled larger as her face rounded out and developed the unmistakeable properties of a fat girl. Tears began to streak down her face, as it plumper up further taking on an apple like quality. Her model’s cheekbones disappeared from view, hidden behind a curtain of fat as her facial structure embraced its new rotund look. Her “hot girl pout” plumped and filled in substantially, morphing into a “big girl pout” that always seemed disdainful of thinner girls. Finally her chin rippled and thickened into a double chin that prevented her from looking all the way down. One final surge of pressure added the last bit of padding to her round face, and then it ended.

Annie stared in disbelief. She was a big girl. Full figured wouldn’t cut, and neither would plus sized, She was wide. She stared intently into her own reflection, a reflection she didn’t recognize.

“Well.” She said, “Better make use of this body.”

THE END

Credit to Xmasterdavid for the morph.

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“Annie hey, wait up!” a frantic voice called out.

“What’s up?” Annie said, less than enthusiastically as the other girl approached.

“Not much just heading to class.” She paused for a second.

“You seem a little down is everything alright?” Isa asked.

Annie sighed as they walked along.

“Yeah, yeah I’m… it’s nothing really I’m fine.”

Isa wasn’t convinced, she could tell when her friend wasn’t telling the whole truth.

She slid in front of the other girl, stopping her short. Isa had always been a much bigger girl than Annie in every way, and she often used that to mess with her.

“We’re not leaving this spot until you tell me what’s really going on, got it?” She stated matter-of-factly.

“Stop it we’re both gonna be late.” Annie said.

“I said already there’s nothing to tell, now let me get to my lesson.”

She finished, but Isa hadn’t been swayed/

“This’ll all be much easier if you just tell me now.”

Annie opened her mouth to say something, but quickly resigned herself.

“Fine” she said.

“What’s wrong is I’m bored of being ignored all the time. I’m desperate for change that never ever comes. I know it sounds stupid, but no one ever seems to notice me.”

The words had been pent up for so long that they flew out with ease.

“That’s what’s wrong.” She added falling back to her usual introverted self.

“I knew it!” Isa said as her round face lit up, she practically jumped up in the air.

“What’s so exciting about me being bored?” Annie probed.

“I know how to solve your problem silly!” She smiled.

“Take this.” She handed her a small scrap of old looking paper with a few odd symbols written on the side.

“A torn up old notebook page?” Annie questioned.

Isa looked her dead in the eyes and summoned forth all the seriousness that lay dormant within her bubbly personality

“This is probably the most valuable thing you’ll ever have in your hands, I can’t really say why. What I can say though is how to use it. Tonight when you have a moment alone write your “Want” down on the paper, and you only get one so be decisive.”

Annie scrunched up her thin face then said “What’d you mean? What is this supposed to do exactly? I don’t get it.”

Suddenly Isa noticed the time.

“Oh god they’re gonna kill me if I’m any later, I gotta go bye!” She shouted as she ran off, wide hips shuffling as she went.

“Oh and try and be specific!” She shouted in finality.

“Weird.” Annie thought fingering the scrap of paper before shoving it in the pocket of her jeans.

“Anyway better get to class.”

Class slinked by and the rest of the day with it. Annie’s mind was full with feelings of life’s inadequacies. She chatted with some friends at lunch, but didn’t run into Isa for the rest of the day. She also forgot about the paper.

It was 9 o’ clock and Annie was alone in her dorm room watching La La Land on Netflix and finishing up some knitting.

“How’d It get so hot in here?” She wondered aloud, “Oh well, must be the winter heating.”

She paused the movie, stood up and unbuckled her belt, her jeans practically slid off her thin frame. As she changed into her oversized tracksuit bottoms something on the floor caught her eye. She bent down to pick it up and realized it was the scrap of paper. She turned it around in her hand examining it in greater detail than she’d gotten the chance to this morning it didn’t seem all that extraordinary. She tried to decipher the symbols along the edge but to no avail. She remembered what Isa had said about

“Wants”

and laughed to herself.

“She had to have been messing with me, but…What’s the harms in humoring her?”

She grabbed a pen and thought about what to write. She landed on

“I want to see a big change” and jotted it down quickly. She laughed again at how ridiculous this was before settling back into bed for the night. Unbeknownst to her on her bedside table the crudely scrawled words she’d written began to glow and deepen into the paper as a permanent fixture. The house lights were shut off as she drifted off to sleep.

She didn’t know what time it was when her eyes suddenly flew open as if some unseen force had pried her back to the conscious world. Her heart was beating fast as she looked around the room searching for the reason of her abrupt awakening, but all she saw were her roommates peacefully sleeping. An immense heat came over her like a wave which prompted her to throw the covers off of her lithe body and jump out of bed. The heat only got more extreme as her heart rate quickened and her muscles began to tense up. She rushed to the toilet opposite the room to try and calm her raging state of being with a splash of water. She approached the sink and looked at her reflection in the mirror while bringing her cupped hands back and forth from the faucet to her face.

“What the fuck.” She said. “I feel sick.” She continued further wetting her face with little to no effect.

Suddenly she froze as she noticed her slight tan begin to lighten until her skin was a pale white tone befitting of someone with Scandinavian background. She tried to cry out, but no words came out. She watched with wide-eyed amazement as her hair lengthened in the mirror, rapidly growing from the shoulder length she was used to down to the small of her back. She tugged at it and yelped with pain, it was definitely real. Her hair colour began to darken from a light brown to a deep auburn. Her focus was soon drawn back up her face as she felt an intense sensation building there. Her mouth seemed to widen some as she felt her lips plump up. She studied herself in the mirror with morbid curiosity as she watched her cheekbones rise bringing some maturity and width to her 18 year old face. Her eyebrows thinned and her eyes morphed becoming cat-like fixtures while just below her nose changed shape to compliment her new features.

“Wait!” She shouted before immediately covering her mouth out of instinct.

The voice she’d heard wasn’t her own; it was deep, husky, sexy, but most of all American!

“Why is this happening!” Annie begged In her new sensual voice while she felt her perspective change slightly as her legs lengthened making her gain an inch of height.

“What is happening!?” She almost moaned in anguish as she felt her body start to age 5 years; she forced herself to lean against the counter as her breasts steadily gained mass going from a small A cup to a large B. She gasped as the orbs on her chest wobbled in a way she’d never felt before, they rubbed against her nightshirt making her shiver.

She slammed her eyes shut which seemed to cause her hips to widen, meeting the sides of her bottoms as they became more womanly at 33 inches and gave her slim figure a noticeable curve. Her midsection tightened, flattening her already thin stomach. Her head was spinning with confusion when more changes hit. Her girlish legs pushed out further filling out the loungewear. She couldn’t hold in a yelp as her thighs expanded from plain and average to sexy and toned, followed by her rear which hit her like a truck as it quickly went from barely noticeable to an impressive bubble butt. Finally she felt her back crack as her posture changed to accentuate her new hourglass figure for the world to see.

Annie braced herself expecting to have to get through another change, but none came. She slowly opened her almond shaped eyes only to see a shocked face in the mirror, but not just any shocked face. It was Emma Stone!

“I’m…Emma stone? But why?” She purred in her deep American voice, but no answer came.

“How did this happen?”

Two rooms away on her bedside table the scrap of paper began to glow faintly as one of the words she’d written began to grow larger, taking up more than twice the space it had.

“BIG.”

Annie was still in shock trying to make sense of what had just happened. She poked and prodded her new face trying to stifle a panic attack.

“Well this isn’t so bad, I mean of all the people to turn into there are worse ones than Emma Stone. Although did it have to be an American? I quite liked my accent.” She giggled.

“Y’know what? I can be very happy that it was this American.” She stated plainly putting her hands around her petite waist.

“22 years old, incredible body and a model’s face! There are tons of fat Americans and I got this one, I should consider myself lucky!” She said, smiling.

“And this sexy voice.” She cooed.

She froze in terror as the heat returned. Annie stumbled backwards away from the mirror. She cried out as a pressure built inside her like a bomb about to blow, moaning deeply as a tightness formed around her waistband.

Once again her hips began to fan outwards, they pushed the limits of her waistband almost snapping it as she screamed in ecstasy. Gasping for breath as she widened, her toned thighs joined the assault on her senses. Both left and right rippled as they swelled with fat, rapidly closing any semblance of a thigh gap she’d ever had.

They fattened and rubbed together uncontrollably lighting up her nerves. The growth continued as they became meatier and rounder until they were 3 times their former size.

She looked down and sighed sensually as she watched her calves inflate to the size her thighs had been, making the once baggy bottoms skintight and form fitting. Her sides bloomed further into huge childbearing hips that destroyed her elastic waistband. She was too distracted to realize that the bottoms didn’t slide off her like they once would’ve. The heat focused on her backside as it began to take on her new proportions. Her once small and recently pert bubble butt exploded away from her, quickly filling out the small space available with masses of fat.

She’d never been a thick girl that was Isa’s job, but suddenly she was twice as big as her and still going.

She groaned with pleasure while her formerly tiny posterior ballooned bigger and bigger, further behind her, becoming the biggest ass she’d ever seen. It fattened and widened until it all finally seemed to stop.

Her whole lower body jiggled as the overly pear-shaped girl waddled around to get a look at her newly acquired bottom half. What she saw she couldn’t quite grasp. Her ass stuck out at least 10 inches behind her and was now her defining trait. The two massive globes sat proudly with the sole purpose it seemed, of drawing looks. Her thighs had enlarged past the point of normality, in combination with her 50 inch hips she was the thickest girl for miles around.

Annie struggled to walk to the mirror. She wobbled as her hips swayed, her centre of gravity was all wrong. She stared at her self in the mirror, studying her exaggerated body, when Suddenly another wave of sensation struck her.

“OooOOooooooooo”

She whined erotically as she brought her hands to her still completely flat stomach. Her hands didn’t stay put though, as slowly but surely her model-thin midsection began to rise like dough. Annie was too engrossed in the electrifying feeling to notice that her belly was beginning to puff up into a pouch that caused her shirt to ride up and expose the pale white mass. Meanwhile her back began to well up as the fat spread out in tandem with her stomach giving her a chubbier look as the flesh piled on.

Without warning she felt her upper arms getting pushed away from her sides as they thickened with blubber. She looked down in morbid fascination and watched her arms broaden and expand, becoming heavy. Everything from her shoulders to her wrists ripened until it was unrecognizable as it’s former self. Her chubbier limbs pushed hard against her torso. Between these and her hips she’d never be able to put her hands at her sides again.

She moaned with immense pleasure as she felt the pressure focus on her chest. The rest of her body’s development had made her breasts seem quite small, but that was about to change.

Her breasts began to gather mass as her cup size increased slowly but surely. The two protrusions on her chest billowed to a C cup in moments, her shirt lifted up further baring more and midriff every second. She breathed deep as her buxom figure continued to take shape, her breasts passing D cups and enlarging still. They began to feel heavy on her chest forcing her to lean forward giving the mirror a view of her burgeoning chest. Her immense mammaries finally came to a halt at a voluptuous DD, just shy of an E.

Annie collected herself and took stock in the mirror, she couldn’t take any more. She looked at her face, Emma’s face. She wished it was over…but it wasn’t. Her sexy face, the last bastion of her skinny body was changing. She looked on in horror, her cheeks were bloating. They swelled larger as her face rounded out and developed the unmistakeable properties of a fat girl. Tears began to streak down her face, as it plumper up further taking on an apple like quality. Her model’s cheekbones disappeared from view, hidden behind a curtain of fat as her facial structure embraced its new rotund look. Her “hot girl pout” plumped and filled in substantially, morphing into a “big girl pout” that always seemed disdainful of thinner girls. Finally her chin rippled and thickened into a double chin that prevented her from looking all the way down. One final surge of pressure added the last bit of padding to her round face, and then it ended.

Annie stared in disbelief. She was a big girl. Full figured wouldn’t cut, and neither would plus sized, She was wide. She stared intently into her own reflection, a reflection she didn’t recognize.

“Well.” She said, “Better make use of this body.”

THE END

Credit to Xmasterdavid for the morph.