Epilogue 034 - BBBFFs

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Angela emerged from the archives with a spring in her step.  Once she found her friends, the fun could begin! Already, she spotted two of them down the long hallway of Underborough High.  It was Shelley Debunkle and Winifred Pale, having what looked like a lively conversation.  She couldn't quite hear them, though she was certain she could hear her name come up, which made her happy.  The two didn't seem to be having any fun at all, which puzzled her.

"Angela said she was meeting me after school to study for the science exam!" Shelley insisted.

"Tell me," Winifred glared, "do you blame your dullness on your glasses, or your taste in clothes?  It doesn't matter, I'm incredibly far behind on my world conquest schemes, and Angela's coming with me!"

The rabble was interrupted by a set of chubby fingers grasping the shoulder of each side of the argument.  "Hey homies!" Angela said cheerfully (and a little louder than she intended), oblivious to the enmity between her 'homies' that was practically peeling the paint off the walls.  The two girls tried to shrug off the mysterious meaty mitts that had snuck up on them, but found it quite impossible.  In fact, no matter which direction they tried to shimmy, it seemed like the grip got tighter.  It was almost as if their bodies were growing in the direction of its tight yet friendly clutches.

The girls's eyes darted back and forth from themselves to each other, confirming the growing sensation to be fact.  Their bodies were rapidly swelling upward and outward.  Shelley's cardigan was pushed open, its lower half resting on her stomach.  Winifred's dress, which usually hung to her knees, was having trouble keeping up with her, and was now officially a mini.  Though both girls' clothes stretched and strained, they still fit.  There was not so much as a run in the tights or a popped seam.  (The latter counted double for Shelley!)  When it was over, they both turned to look at the source of the hands around them.  It was of course their good friend Angela.

"What were you guys talking about?  Seemed pretty important," she said, grinning ear to ear.

"We couldn't decide what to do after school," Shelley said.

"Okay," Winifred sighed with exasperation. "I wanted to go out for shakes, but Shelley wanted to get burgers, and I told her it's too early for that, but she--"

"Woah there," Angela chimed in. "Looks like I got here just in time."

The three walked out the door of the school to settle the dispute in the fresh autumn air.