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Now there have been times in my life where I have not been the most prudent fellow in the world, but when the chips are down I tend to trust my instincts. I had no idea what was going on over at the Wolf household, but I knew that whatever it was, it wasn’t normal. More than that, it was dangerous. It was for these reasons that, despite not really having anywhere else to hang out, I stayed away from the place for the next couple of weeks.

I had been accepted to a state university not far from home, and the summer was fast approaching its end. I figured I just had to stick it out a little longer and I would be so immersed in a whole new world of academia that I would forget all about what I had seen. Alas, I had reckoned without the persistence of Jim, not to mention his sister.

It was a Tuesday after noon and I was reading quietly in my room, trying to get a head start on some of my classes, when I was interrupted by a knock on the door. I wasn’t expecting any visitors, and was surprised to see Jim Wolf standing there on the porch. He looked less imposing that I remembered, rather slumped and tired, but he smiled at the sight of me.

“Oh hey! I haven’t seen you around in while, I was worried you’d moved away or something.”

“Hi… no, I’m still here. I’ve just been… busy.” I rubbed the back of my neck, uncomfortable.

“Well look, do you want to hang out for a while? I just got some new CDs. You could come over and listen to them, if you like.”

This was silly. There was no reason our conversation should feel so awkward. I felt bad about having so unceremoniously ditched my friend, without even giving him a reason. He seemed worried that I was mad or something, which of course I wasn’t. Then again, I couldn’t tell him the real reason for my avoidance of his place either.

After a pause that seemed very long from my end, I decided that I had overreacted. Jane was undoubtedly just one of those New Age weirdos who believe in spells meditation and listen to Yanni. That was no reason to throw away such a valuable ally in the war against boredom.

“Sure!” I smiled. “Just as long as it’s not that Nu-Metal garbage you usually listen to.”

The tension broke immediately and it was like old times all over again. The walk back to Jim’s house was a pleasant one indeed, both of us catching up with the other on the past two weeks. It seemed that the time had been just as dull for Jim as for me. Eventually, the conversation came around to Jessica.

“How’s she doing?” I inquired. The last time I had seen her, she had seemed pretty upset. Jim averted his eyes and looked uncomfortable.

“She’s okay, I guess. Actually, she’s been pretty quiet lately. I haven’t seen that much of her.”

“I hope she’s not still angry with me. I do like the kid, just not… like that.”

“Obviously!” Jim exclaimed. “Actually, I don’t know if it has anything to do with you. I think she’s been going through some…. physical changes.”

“Ah,” I said. I understood what he meant (or at least I thought I did) and Jim seemed uncomfortable with the subject, so I let the conversation lapse into silence for the rest of the trip.

AT Jim’s house little had changed. It was still messy, and his new CDs displayed the same characteristic lack of taste that I had feared, but that didn’t bother me. There was no sign of Jane, but I did catch a glimpse of Jessica, although she didn’t intend it. She was sneaking past the door to Jim’s room just as I happened to be on my way to the fridge to fetch a couple of drinks.

At once I saw what Jim had meant. She had clearly developed significantly in the last two weeks. When she saw me, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she bolted form the room, but as I reflected that, if I didn’t know better, I might mistake her for a much older girl. It was amazing what a difference such a short time could make. I commented on this to Jim when I returned with the drinks, but he seemed eager to avoid the subject, so I let it drop, at least until the next time I saw her.

Re: Wolf In Extra Large Clothing (Mini-GTS, SM)
 

It's offical!! I'm hooked :)

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I really hope the soon-to-come SM isn't too significant. I like where this is going, but I never really enjoyed attention that was drawn towards the male characters. Keeping the readers attention on the lovely 'Jessica' would be best, in my opinion.

But like always, I'm crossing my fingers everyday that the next time I check The Process Forums that you'll have another wonderful entry ready.

Thanks again Logan, you don't know how interesting you truly make these stories! Great Job!

--Beetle

EDIT: @Logan & Liveordie: I didn't mean to give the impression that I want you to change what you've already gotten. Just venting my excitement-- I hope you understand! (Size transfer does sound great though :P )

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Not to step on BB's toes but go with what you're planning. (I hope it's size transfur :D :p)

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My relationship with Jim quickly resumed its former closeness, and soon we were spending most of our free time together again. I was delighted to find out that he was planning to attend the same college as I.

“Hey, maybe we can be roommates!” I suggested, half joking.

“I think I’m going to keep on living at home. My mom’s not around a lot, you know, and someone has to take care of Jessica.” He didn’t seem happy about this, and I was sorry I brought it up. I too was planning to keep living at home. Why pay for a dorm if you don’t have to? All the same, I felt bad for Jim. The situation his mother had put him in was unfair, to say the least, and the thought of it made me angry.

It was only a couple of days later when I got the chance to vent my frustrations. Jim and I were planning to go into town to see a concert (my choice, as you recall Jim has no taste in music) and I was letting myself into the house. At this point we saw so much of each other that I didn’t bother knocking half the time, so I just opened the door and walked in, when I was surprised by the sight of Jane standing there. From the look on her face, she was obviously equally shocked at my sudden appearance.

“Oh!” She exclaimed, then quickly regaining her composure, said: “I think Jim is out back with his sister.”

I thanked her and started to walk away, when I remembered how angry I felt at her irresponsible parenting. I am not a confrontation person by nature, but I hadn’t seen this woman in weeks, and if I didn’t tell her off now, who knows if I would ever get the chance?

“You know,” I said, taking a step towards her. “I think it’s really unfair the way you make Jim do all the parenting around here. He’s eighteen and he deserves his freedom, not the responsibility of parenting, a responsibility that you should be handling.”

I started to make a comment about what I believed she was doing when she should have been with her kids, but decided that would be in poor taste. It was then that I notice she was cowering slightly, as though afraid of me. Jeez, I thought. I hadn’t been that harsh. I didn’t yell our anything, but now this seemed to be shrinking away from me like she thought I was going to hit her.

It was then that I noticed that I was actually looking down at her a little. That couldn’t be right, I remembered her towering over me the last time I had spoken to her. At first I thought she was just slumping in response to my tirade. This was partially true, but no slump could cause that much of a difference in height. The Jane I had first met had been easily 6’4” and this woman couldn’t be more than 5’9”. I opened my mouth to say something, but then I realized I had no idea what to say. You don’t just ask a person if they’re shrinking.

Instead, I mumbled an apology and quickly left the room, heading towards the back door. I tried to convince myself that she had just been wearing some really high heels before, but somehow my brain just wasn’t buying it.

I found Jim in the back yard talking with some attractive young woman whom I hadn’t met before. Ordinarily I would have asked about her right away, but I was a little shaken and my manners were on the fritz.

“Jim, we should probably get going if we’re going to make the show,” I interrupted rudely

“Oh hey Lars. Okay, just let me get my ticket.” He turned to the girl. “You going to be okay by yourself tonight, Jess?”

She smiled winningly, glancing at me from the corner of her eye. “Sure thing. Mom’s home and anyway, I’m not a little kid.” I can’t be sure, but I think she winked at me as she uttered that last line.

I did a double take. This was Jessica? That was impossible! Jessica was thirteen years old and 5’2”. The young lady standing before me had small, but clearly developed breasts, the beginnings of an hourglass figure and stood at least 5’6”. I guessed her age to be about sixteen. What was going on here? I don’t care where you’re from, kids don’t grow that fast, but unless Jim had another sister also named Jessica there seemed to be no other explanation. I waited, with infinite patience, until we were a fair distance down the street before asking.

“Dude, what happened to your sister?” She looks three years older all of a sudden!”

Jim averted his eyes, uncomfortable. “Yeah, I know. She’s in the middle of some crazy growth spurt.”

“Crazy is right!” I protested, ignoring his obvious desire to drop the subject. “Doesn’t that seem odd to you? She’s like four inches taller since a couple of weeks ago.”

“Well, I don’t know. I’ve seen pictures of my mom as a teenager and it seems like a similar thing happened to her, so maybe it’s genetic.”

“It didn’t happen like that for you, though?”

He shook his head. I changed the subject abruptly, struck by an idea. “Hey, how tall is you mom?”

Again, he seemed like he didn’t want to answer. “Um, I’m not actually sure. Pretty tall I guess..”

“Hmm,” I replied. That night I had a hard time focusing on the concert.

Re: Wolf In Extra Large Clothing (Mini-GTS, SM)
 

:) I love how you snuck in a bit of SW to spice things up. I find that bring a variety of size change elements to a story often makes a better product.

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I quite agree, which is why I so enjoy your Kimberly McGee story.

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I love stories that are actually worth reading for reasons beyond Process. This is an excellent tale, keep up the good work.

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The plot thickens...the heroine lengthens...her brother lightens...her mother shrinkens...

You would like that wouldn't you? ;)

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:D

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Do I sense a bit of transfer?

Edit: I need my weekly dose of this wonderful story! noo!!

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I'm thinking withdrawal personally.