"Of course I'll grow back, though I'll want a change of clothes. Because the clothes won't grow with me."
She waddled over to the toy box and began to dig through the play items. Her limbs and stomach ached slightly, no doubt due to her unnatural growth.
She grabbed hold of the bear, and began to drag it over to the stroller. This was hard work, as Demi's stubby fingers and small legs made the bear difficult to hold on the long journey across the room. All at once, a wave of cramping gripped her tiny tummy, and Demi let go of the bear. Looking down at her feet, Demi could literally see the ground get farther away as her legs got longer.
Demi felt another wave of cramps sweep through her system, and nearly doubled over in pain. When it was all over, Demi's clothes were nearly splitting at the seams. She'd grown to the size of a toddler, and she desperately needed a change of clothing.
The top, already strained from Demi's growing, could take no more. Demi heard a slight pop, but couldn't place the sound. She tried to stand, but the nanny had her under her arm.
She fastened the diaper snugly around Demi's waist. While she was gone, Demi felt another wave of cramps and could feel herself expand. The snug diaper, which was the same size as the one she'd just been in, became unfastened.
"How'd that happen?" Said the nanny when she returned. She tried three times unsuccessfully to reattach the tapes, but Demi was just too big now. Digging through the bag, the nanny spotted a larger, cloth diaper. "Very well." She said. She lifted Demi's behind in the air and slid the cloth one beneath her. She pulled it between Demi's legs and wrapped it over the loose disposable diaper. Pinning it into place, the nanny said, "That should hold you. Now let's see if we can't get you into some new clothes. Those don't look like they fit you anymore." She pulled out a fuzzy pink sleeper, and held it up to Demi. "This should do." She said.
Demi lay in the crib, the cramps and muscle spasms coming faster and more frequently.
'I've got to do something soon.' Thought Demi. 'Or I'll end up being back to normal size with nothing to wear.' Demi stretched out, and banged her foot on the post of the crib. She had to fight to keep from yelling out in pain. 'That's it, I'm out of here.'
She stood up, not able to fully stand erect because the sleeper was too small and constricting. The bulging fabric was painfully obvious around the waist of the sleeper, but by now, Demi wasn't bothered by it.
She walked over to the door, hunched over slightly, and tried to reach the knob. Her reach was just short, even when jumping. Another wave of cramps set in, and Demi was sure that in just a few minutes, she'd be able to reach the handle. A stirring from behind her caught her attention, and Demi turned to see the nanny fidgeting in her chair.
"Better make sure I don't have any problems." She said to herself. She waddled back towards the nanny. It was becoming increasingly difficult to move in the tight sleeper, and half way there Demi tripped and landed on her stomach.
She crawled back to the door, and was almost there when her arms and legs were gripped with a particularly painful set of muscle contractions. Demi lost her control, and fell to the floor, yelping in surprise. She watched as her fingers grew bigger and longer, and her arms stretched out like vines reaching for the sunlight.
She reached the door and stood up, ready to bolt from the room. She stopped short, however, as a loud tearing sound captured her attention.
Demi looked down and was surprised to see that the seams on the side of the sleeper had ripped. A tear of almost three inches showed on either side, starting just above Demi's small hips. "It's too late to worry about that now." Said Demi.
She made her way down the hall, and she could feel the tears growing larger with each kick of her legs.
The nanny was coming up very quickly, as Demi's legs were shorter, and the ill-fitting garment was hampering her mobility. As Demi began to descend the stairs, she saw the seams had split almost completely down the sides, making her butt readily apparent. The crotch had also begun to tear, as well as the sleeves. As she got to the bottom of the stairs, Demi tripped, and landed on all fours. A loud sound from behind her told Demi that the inseam had given way, and she decided to cut her losses on the sleeper now. She quickly tore the split sleeper in half, her now nine-year-old muscles too strong for the weakened fabric to resist. The result was that the sleeper now began just above Demi's ever-rising navel, covering her chest and her shoulders. Demi was bare from the waist down, save the cloth diaper with the disposable beneath, and that was uncomfortably tight.
The receptionist started off in an authoritative tone, but lost his train of thought as Demi approached. Almost right before his eyes she aged nearly a year, her breasts beginning to return to her, her arms and legs stretching as he watched in awe.
There were loud conversations and the clinking of teacups, but all that died as soon as Demi burst through the door. She found herself the center of attention; a thirteen-year old girl dressed in the remains of a pink baby sleeper. Demi was suddenly very aware of a cold draft blowing across her slender, fully exposed midriff.
Demi gestured to her clothes, the last stitches threatening to bust at any moment. Some of the guests let out a nervous chuckle. "You see, I'm really sixteen, but I can make myself look younger, but then I grew up again. Then, I returned to being a baby- but only for a little while, and then I began to return to my normal age, and- Ohhh!"
With one last spasm, Demi grew back to her curvaceous, sixteen-year old self. In front of the startled partygoers, Demi's breasts returned to their full impressive size. This, in conjunction with the spontaneous widening of her upper body and shoulders, split the sleeper straight down the middle, leaving her spectacular chest exposed. Startled, Demi used her left arm to quickly cover herself. At the same time, the diaper pins on the side of her widening hips exploded off her body, and Demi had to quickly use her right hand to hold a few tattered remnants in place.