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It was a the last week of the year at Cambridge high and the atmosphere was electric. Exams had finished and the most coveted part of senior spring was on the horizon. Everyone was lamenting the finality of their leaving while also filling with excitement at the thought of going out into the world.

Poppy dashed down the hall balancing a huge cardboard box, her little heels squeaking as she ran. She was ecstatic to finally present all her hard work to everyone in her year, because they had finally arrived. In all their hardcover glory... the yearbooks.

Skidding into room 20 she slowed to a stop. A feeling of relief washed over her as she wiped the sweat off her hands, slamming the box down on a classroom desk.

“These look brilliant!” She said to herself, popping the top off the box and marveling at the freshly printed books. They were exactly to her specifications; black covers with a silver trim that almost looked like hieroglyphs or something, and emboldened in bright white lettering next to the school crest were the words

“Seniors 2021”

She couldn’t believe her luck with the company she’d found. They’d been running a deal that had all the extra stuff thrown in, with essentially none of the price. She’d them gotten super high quality, and super cheap.

Poppy intended to give them out to everyone at the end of the day so they had time to look through them before the big senior bash at Stacy’s tonight, and so she waited for the bell.

Everyone grabbed a yearbook as they funneled out of the front door and headed home. Amy flicked her dyed red hair and grabbed one before rushing out, deliberately not meeting her gaze. Izzy shyly thanked her for her efforts before shifting out the door. Even Leila begrudgingly took one, leaving a nasty comment behind.

Poppy made sure not too miss a single person out. Not that they would want to miss out anyway, all that anyone was thinking about was which superlative they may or may not have won. Poppy herself hoped to have nabbed the title of “Most likely to succeed.” But was waiting till she got home to see.

As the sun began to set Poppy was putting the finishing touches on her outfit for the night, a modest, knee length black dress, when she realized she’d forgotten to look at the yearbook. She quickly tore it open and flipped to the superlatives page, scanning wildly she finally found her name under the title of...

“Most Hip”

She sat for a moment, reading and rereading the words.

“Most Hip?” She whispered

She was shocked, flattered, but shocked. She certainly wasn’t the most with it, I mean look at Amy; she changed her hair color twice a week. Was it a joke vote? She just couldn’t fathom it. She put the book aside and stayed lost in thought for a few minutes, wondering if she had really seen what she saw.

What she didn’t see however was previously unseen golden lettering tracing its way across the top of the superlatives page like ivy on a house.

“How they see you, you shall be.” It read, glowing with an aura of unreality

She just couldn’t comprehend it. Who else would get most likely to succeed? Why not her? Then suddenly a hot feeling overwhelmed her, like she had been sat in a sauna for hours.

“Oooooh” she moaned

After a few moments the feeling focused on her chest and hips. Her nipples stood straight up on her A cup chest as they began to change. She cupped her all-but-flat breasts only to find them filling with mass and pushing out from her. Her eyes went wide from fear as she felt the sides of her modest dress begin to tighten. She then felt an even more unusual sensation as her legs stretched out. Her torso did the same as she grew a few inches, bringing her from an average 5”5” to a more imposing 5”7” and growing still. She felt a strange sort of glee at the thought of being taller, but was quickly brought back to her horrifying reality of expansion. She began to gain age as well as weight while her boobs continued to bulge out in front of her. Her face became slightly rounders and more befitting of a 20 year old as her toned stomach became soft and pudgy, creating a perfect slope towards her widening hips. Her arms slowly got plump and doughy as her facial features matured into a 23 year old’s. Her hips continued to broaden as her thighs began to vibrate. Slim, girlish legs developed wildly as pound after pound added itself to them. Her thighs expanded outwards in every direction, demolishing her thigh gap as a tirade of creamy fat made them huge and rotund. Her calves multiplied too, becoming easily twice as wide as they were moments before. Her formerly tight and subtle behind swelled into a large luscious bubble butt, looking to be about the size of twin basketballs and jutting out a good 3 inches from her thighs. The 25 year old’s thighs looked just as swollen and luscious as her butt, settling at around 18" wide.

Her hips were now 44 inches around where she used to be 32. Her ass had inflated tenfold where as she used to be flat as a board. She was now a 34G where as before she had never needed a bra. And finally her thighs had grown out to five times their former size; they were bigger than her head and her boobs. She was significantly bottom heavy now, some might say it was her defining feature.

Poppy stood in front of the mirror wanting to pinch herself and wake up from this horrid nightmare. She was so wide now, so pear-shaped, so thick. She had the “Most Hip” out of anyone she’d ever met, let alone her fellow seniors. And that’s how it would stay for her, this was who she was now; a thickset 25 year old with a massive pair of thighs.

Her photo in the yearbook morphed to fit her new form as the same inscription began to make itself known on other copies.

Description
It was a the last week of the year at Cambridge high and the atmosphere was electric. Exams had finished and the most coveted part of senior spring was on the horizon. Everyone was lamenting the finality of their leaving while also filling with excitement at the thought of going out into the world.

Poppy dashed down the hall balancing a huge cardboard box, her little heels squeaking as she ran. She was ecstatic to finally present all her hard work to everyone in her year, because they had finally arrived. In all their hardcover glory... the yearbooks.

Skidding into room 20 she slowed to a stop. A feeling of relief washed over her as she wiped the sweat off her hands, slamming the box down on a classroom desk.

“These look brilliant!” She said to herself, popping the top off the box and marveling at the freshly printed books. They were exactly to her specifications; black covers with a silver trim that almost looked like hieroglyphs or something, and emboldened in bright white lettering next to the school crest were the words

“Seniors 2021”

She couldn’t believe her luck with the company she’d found. They’d been running a deal that had all the extra stuff thrown in, with essentially none of the price. She’d them gotten super high quality, and super cheap.

Poppy intended to give them out to everyone at the end of the day so they had time to look through them before the big senior bash at Stacy’s tonight, and so she waited for the bell.

Everyone grabbed a yearbook as they funneled out of the front door and headed home. Amy flicked her dyed red hair and grabbed one before rushing out, deliberately not meeting her gaze. Izzy shyly thanked her for her efforts before shifting out the door. Even Leila begrudgingly took one, leaving a nasty comment behind.

Poppy made sure not too miss a single person out. Not that they would want to miss out anyway, all that anyone was thinking about was which superlative they may or may not have won. Poppy herself hoped to have nabbed the title of “Most likely to succeed.” But was waiting till she got home to see.

As the sun began to set Poppy was putting the finishing touches on her outfit for the night, a modest, knee length black dress, when she realized she’d forgotten to look at the yearbook. She quickly tore it open and flipped to the superlatives page, scanning wildly she finally found her name under the title of...

“Most Hip”

She sat for a moment, reading and rereading the words.

“Most Hip?” She whispered

She was shocked, flattered, but shocked. She certainly wasn’t the most with it, I mean look at Amy; she changed her hair color twice a week. Was it a joke vote? She just couldn’t fathom it. She put the book aside and stayed lost in thought for a few minutes, wondering if she had really seen what she saw.

What she didn’t see however was previously unseen golden lettering tracing its way across the top of the superlatives page like ivy on a house.

“How they see you, you shall be.” It read, glowing with an aura of unreality

She just couldn’t comprehend it. Who else would get most likely to succeed? Why not her? Then suddenly a hot feeling overwhelmed her, like she had been sat in a sauna for hours.

“Oooooh” she moaned

After a few moments the feeling focused on her chest and hips. Her nipples stood straight up on her A cup chest as they began to change. She cupped her all-but-flat breasts only to find them filling with mass and pushing out from her. Her eyes went wide from fear as she felt the sides of her modest dress begin to tighten. She then felt an even more unusual sensation as her legs stretched out. Her torso did the same as she grew a few inches, bringing her from an average 5”5” to a more imposing 5”7” and growing still. She felt a strange sort of glee at the thought of being taller, but was quickly brought back to her horrifying reality of expansion. She began to gain age as well as weight while her boobs continued to bulge out in front of her. Her face became slightly rounders and more befitting of a 20 year old as her toned stomach became soft and pudgy, creating a perfect slope towards her widening hips. Her arms slowly got plump and doughy as her facial features matured into a 23 year old’s. Her hips continued to broaden as her thighs began to vibrate. Slim, girlish legs developed wildly as pound after pound added itself to them. Her thighs expanded outwards in every direction, demolishing her thigh gap as a tirade of creamy fat made them huge and rotund. Her calves multiplied too, becoming easily twice as wide as they were moments before. Her formerly tight and subtle behind swelled into a large luscious bubble butt, looking to be about the size of twin basketballs and jutting out a good 3 inches from her thighs. The 25 year old’s thighs looked just as swollen and luscious as her butt, settling at around 18" wide.

Her hips were now 44 inches around where she used to be 32. Her ass had inflated tenfold where as she used to be flat as a board. She was now a 34G where as before she had never needed a bra. And finally her thighs had grown out to five times their former size; they were bigger than her head and her boobs. She was significantly bottom heavy now, some might say it was her defining feature.

Poppy stood in front of the mirror wanting to pinch herself and wake up from this horrid nightmare. She was so wide now, so pear-shaped, so thick. She had the “Most Hip” out of anyone she’d ever met, let alone her fellow seniors. And that’s how it would stay for her, this was who she was now; a thickset 25 year old with a massive pair of thighs.

Her photo in the yearbook morphed to fit her new form as the same inscription began to make itself known on other copies.