The problem with fainting in a closet is that there really is not any easy or comfortable position to fall into. This was Caitlin's first thought as the world as she knew it drifted into focus. Having crumbled at the knees the way she did, she found herself wedged into a painfully cramped space. For a brief moment, she panicked, thinking she had inexplicably grown so large that she was being constricted by the room itself, but was relieved to find that the walls were actually the narrow walls of her closet. That relief was then followed by further panic that she may have grown even larger while unconscious as had happened following her previous growth episodes. She looked down at herself and tried her best to evaluate her appearance, but she only felt the same bigger-than-normal than she had felt before she passed out.

Then she remembered why she passed out originally. Her body, having grown tired of panic, grew nauseated.

"If you're going to puke," Alexis chimed from behind the pages of a Cosmopolitan, "I'll help you to the bathroom so you don't get it all over my clothes."

Caitlin was a bit perturbed by her friend's casual dismissal of her predicament, and at the same time relieved that only one of them was panicking. "I think I'll be okay, just remind me to stay away from high-heels." She kicked off the shoes as if they were contaminated. She didn't want to stand up again, so she stayed seated on the floor, curling her knees up in her arms. She was soon distracted by the unfamiliar sight of her larger breasts bunching up between her knees and her chest.

Alexis was peering over her magazine at Caitlin and seemed entertained by her friend's new discovery. "Aren't big boobs awesome?"

Caitlin grinned half-heartedly. "I guess. I'd like them more if they had shown up over the course of a few years, or even a few months. It's a little weird when they just kind of expand suddenly and without warning."

"I think it's awesome," Alexis maintained. "It's like you've got a brand new fashion accessory overnight. Just wait til Maureen sees them. She's gonna totally flip. You're, like, way hotter than her now."

Caitlin was speechless. "…what?"

"Oh yeah. You're totally sporting the whole package now. Boobs, butt, legs. We do need to do something about that hair though…" Alexis was clearly enjoying Caitlin's curves much more than Caitlin was. The excitement was not contagious.

"Alex!" Caitlin almost shouted. "I don't…I'm not…I can't do this," She resigned.

"Can't do what?"

"This! Those! These!" She gestured at her clothes, shoes, and breasts respectively punctuating the last bit by grabbing handfuls of her breasts, which she also quickly let go of, watching horrified as they jiggled an uncharacteristically extended amount of time. "This whole thing is too weird. I just need to find some way to not stand out until I either can get back to normal or at least know what's going on."

"Why are you being such a downer about this?" Alexis pouted. "You look awesome and all you're saying is how much you don't want anyone to see you. Everyone is going to think that you look great."

"No they won't! They'll point and say 'What the fuck happened to Caitlin? What is she trying to pull off?' Then someone will call the CDC and have me sent to Area 51 and they'll put me in a glass tube."

"What are you talking about? You don't have a disease, I don't know what Area 51 is, and it's not like anyone pays attention to you anyw…" Alexis' eyes went wide and she slapped her hands over her mouth. "…I mean…uh, no one listens when you t…oh shit."

Caitlin's mouth dropped open, but nothing came out. They both just sat there staring at each other, both wearing similar expressions shock on their faces. Alexis tried to fix her mistake.

"Caitlin…I…"

"Get out. Get out of my house you bitch."

"Caitlin."

"Now."

The silence hung in the air for a second before a tear appeared on Alex's face. Both of them stood up, Alex to leave, and Caitlin to push her because she wasn't moving fast enough. She had grabbed Alex's arm to forcibly remove her, but upon standing Caitlin realized again how tall she was. She was used to staring at Alex's nose when they stood face to face, but they stood nearly eye to eye. Nearly, eye to eye, but not anymore.

She was at least an inch taller than Alex, putting her somewhere around 5'10".

Shocked and drained, Caitlin looked down slightly at Alex, over at the pile of clothes, down at herself, and then burst into tears.

"I'm a nobody," she said between sobs. "Now I'm an overgrown bimbo nobody!" she wailed.

Alexis immediately embraced her, thrilled that her visit hadn't ended on bad terms, and tried her best to console Caitlin.

"You aren't a nobody. You just need to be more, um, expressed." Words weren't Alex's strong suit.

"But you said it yourself!" Alexis bawled. "No one even knows who I am!"

Alexis frowned for a second, and then brightened. "Maybe they didn't before, but they totally will soon!"

Caitlin sniffled and stepped away. Looking down at Alex was something that she was going to have to get used to. She still felt a bit lightheaded, like at any moment she would drop down half a foot and be…normal? She started to think about how tall she was, and how her body was shaped before. While she felt bigger all around, when she imagined a height six inches shorter than she was, she had an odd time imagining it. It just seemed, well, short. She imagined looking down at her old 5'4" self, and the image was unreal. She then thought of Alexis, whom she still had locked in tight embrace. Alexis had always seemed so much bigger than life in every way, but now she felt surprisingly…average.

But if 5'9" 36E Alexis was average, what did that make her? There was no question that she was now taller than Alex and wore definitely no smaller than a 34D bra right now. While a couple more inches here and a few less there were really all that separated them, to most guys that wouldn't make much of a difference. If she wanted to, she could be on par with Alex, and hell, if she really tried, maybe…

Meanwhile, Alexis, who was thrilled that she hadn't been abruptly sent home, was growing impatient and a bit uncomfortable with the long embrace. "Caitlin?" She asked.

"Yeah?"

"Uh, you're not going to want to kiss or anything are you?"

"No, I'm just thinking."

"I know a few girls on the softball team that, well, you know…"

Caitlin laughed and shoved Alexis to the bed. "Way to ruin a Kodak moment you ditz."

Alexis, albeit a bit surprised from the strength of Caitlin's shove, was glad to see Caitlin laughing. Actually, she was surprised, since she couldn't actually recall the last time she'd heard her friend genuinely laugh, or even smile for that matter. "So, shall we start your makeover?"

Caitlin looked over her shoulder at her closet mirror. Oddly enough, she actually didn't freak out. While she definitely looked much different than she did a mere few weeks ago, it was as if she was honestly seeing herself for the first time in a long time. Perhaps it was time for a change. With both arms, she motioned down at her body.

"Have at it."