Warning: includes scat
Jessica Cunningham was a sweet girl and though she tried to be optimistic she lived a hard life. At age four she'd lost her parents. At twelve she was adopted but a year later she got sick. It was months before she was diagnosed. After a few years she went into remission.
Finally she could start high school. She'd kept up with her studies through the years. Jesse was very intelligent. But she wasn't the best at making friends. She was shy and quiet. Most kids ignored her. Until of course they found about her little problem: horrendously bad gas. Then they made fun of her.
Jess had thought high school would be a chance to start over. She'd even gained a boyfriend. She managed to keep her gas out of school. It was rough though. Some times she'd have to escape to the bathroom to blast out a few major stink bombs.
Unfortunately in her junior year things went down hill. She was starting to feel tired and disoriented in class and each day it was growing worse. One day she just couldn't think straight and let a dynamite level fart loose in class. Everyone lost it, gagging, pointing, fainting, a few even lost their lunch. Unfortunately her boyfriend had been sitting right behind her. Needless to say he dumped her that afternoon.
A few days later Jess wasn't feeling any better so her parents took her to the doctor. Jess was diagnosed with an incurable brain disease. According to the doctor she had six months. Luckily for Jess her parents weren't ones to give up. And they had the money to search high and low for a cure. Jess may not have been there biological child but they loved her as much as any patents would though they'd adopted her later in life.
At last they found a something. But it certainly wasn't something the FDA would approve of. The experimental drug was illegal in the U.S. but they would do anything to save their daughter. Soon enough the cure started to take effect.
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"Oh! I can't believe our little Jess is eighteen." said her mother. She was a pretty blonde with blue eyes and pale skin.
"Yep" he nodded as he made his daughter's favorite breakfast, "Those bastards said she wouldn't make it this long. But look where we are now! Our girl's never felt better" her father had brown hair and brown eyes light skin and round friendly face.
The bean and cheese omelette sizzled in the pan. They knew it would add to Jess gas but it was her favorite and her birthday so they were more than happy to endure.
Meanwhile upstairs Jess was just waking up. Today was the day! She practically leapt out of her large bed. She looked around stretching and then examining her body to see if she felt different: older taller anything. She always did the same thing, trying to tell if she could see the changes another year in her life brought.
Today she definitely fealt taller she decided. It was probably just her imagination but she couldn't help but feel huge today. Her dizziness and headaches were gone. And she'd made it to eighteen. The pills were working! There were a few side effects; gas, slight incontinence and something called gigantimorphisis, but what did that compare to living!
Jess went to wash up then put her clothes on. A tight fit. Maybe she really was taller. Her underwear were tight, her form fitting black "B-Day Girl" t-shirt became a belly shirt and her dark blue jeans that reached her ankles now reached her shins. Her sneakers were too tight so she had to go with flip flops. Weird. Could something grow that much in one night?
Whatever. Jess shrugged it off. She was excited about today and nothing was going to stop her from enjoying it. She sat down before her vanity and looked in the mirror as she braided her thick kinky hair. She noticed that the warm honey brown color was returning to her skin. Just a few weeks ago she was still ashen almost gray. Once her hair was done she pulled all the little cork screw braids all over her head into a pony tail and tied it with a red ribbon. A bit juvenile maybe but her mother had given it to her on her first birthday she'd spent with her new family. It was tradition for her to wear it.
At last Jesse raced downstairs. She greeted her parents with a cheerful good morning. They greeted her with a gasp.
"Jess honey," her mother looked her up and down, "What happened?"
"I'm not sure. I think I had a growth spirt."
Her father whitle, "Some growth spirt." he grabbed her pills and handed her two and a glass of water. She took her medicine that sat down at the kitchen island bar. Standing Jess was now five inches taller than her mother when yesterday she'd been and inch shorter.
"Maybe it's nothing." said her mother said. "Do you feel all right, hon?"
Jess nodded. "I feel great." she insisted and she did. Her father set her plate before. "Mm!" Jess dug in and ate heartily going for seconds, thirds and fourths.
After that the day was filled with Jess's favorite things. They went to the movies loading up on popcorn and greasy pizza. They went to the arcade where Jess won a load of tickets playing sheet ball and gorged on cheesy spicy nachos. They went to the fair and played games, road the rides and Jesse filled up on chilli dogs. Finally they headed to Jess's favorite restaurant for dinner.
