Jenna's Traffic Touble

“I’m late!” Jenna screamed to no one in particular.  Her car was moving as fast as it could to her birthday party, people were waiting for her, and she was LATE! Ugh!  Her outfit came in from amazon three sizes too big and her crush Alyssa was supposed to be there. When she walked into the party, everyone’s head was sure to turn, Especially hers. And there would be Jenna, Looking like a mess and red with embarrassment. Could this day BE any more frustrating!? Jenna was sure that it couldn’t.

She turned onto the freeway to get to her party even faster. “No no no no no! This isn’t fair!” Jenna screamed as her foot slammed on the breaks narrowly missing the car in front of her. She hit a massive traffic jam.

“God dammit!  This is bullshit!” she screamed, again, to no one in particular. she let out a shrill yell that was close to breaking the windows in her car. She slammed her hands on the wheel. “Bullshit! Bull shit! Bull Mother f- Woah!” Jenna looked at her hands on the wheel. Did her fingers just stretch a bit longer? No, that can’t be, stress was just getting to her.  Jenna closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. It was weird because she could feel her nipples rubbing slightly in her oversized grey sweater. It was supposed to be a cute ensemble. a Grey button down sweater that just reached a cute skirt  which stopped just above her knees. instead she was in this sweater that went down to her thighs and this skirt that looked abnormal on her as it stopped halfway down her calves. And to top it off-

HONK!!

The car behind her let out a huge wail on the horn. She twisted in her seat to reach around behind her and display her prominent middle finger. But her seatbelt felt tighter than normal and she actually slapped her hand across the headrest of the passenger seat. “Ow! Shit!” she shook her hand out. but still managed to scream out behind her “Fuck off!” When she turned around to put her hand on the wheel everything felt cramped. her steering wheel felt closer to her, but that was crazy. When she lifted her foot off the accelerator she noticed she had to lift it a lot higher than normal. Eventually the brake did release and she slowly inched forward to meet the other car in front of her.

Something felt strange about her. Things just seemed closer She looked at the rolled cuff of her sleeve it used to be down to her wrist, but now it was bunching midway up her forearm.  She unrolled both sleeves all the way, nope, still made her feel like Irma from the old Ninja turtles cartoon, but still something just felt off. She pushed them up to her wrist again. She reached down to adjust her seat and felt skin, but her skirt went farther down then that. She bent down to look at her skirt to see-

HONK!! HONK!!

Jenna jumped and the back of her head slammed against the steering wheel. “OW! Fukin’ Son of a-” A rush suddenly hit her and it seemed to spread from the back of her head, but rather than a jolt of pain, it felt, Euphoric? Her breath quickened and she looked at her hands as they slowly stretched from her sleeves. Her chest heaved as he nipples rubbed on the inside of her sweater which seemed to be fitting better and better with every passing breath. She looked up and noticed the car ahead of her was moving again. she lifted the toe of her foot off the brake just to realise that it was now her heel keeping it jammed to the floor.

She reached down to adjust her seat once more and was positive she felt the fabric of her sweater touching the bare calf of her leg, the bare UPPER calf of her leg too! What in the world was going on!? She slipped her seat all the way back and was able to get her foot off the brake. The car inched forward as Jenna lifted her arm up to flip the car off in back.  She felt her middle finger tickle the carpet on the roof of her car. She then pushed her whole palm up gently on the roof of her car. “What the hell?” She wasn’t used to doing that with her elbow bent. She placed her forearms on the steering wheel and was amazed to see that her sweater was fitting as it should loosely around her arms but only reaching to the wrist, not beyond and down to an inch or two below the waist of her now very cute looking skirt.

Jenna laughed, “Wow! I don’t know what’s going on, but I think I like it!” a smile formed across her lips. She adjusted her steering wheel and mirrors to fit her new stature. She began to humm a little. something about her new height and size was making her very happy. Her phone rang, it was Daphne. “Oh My God Jenna you have to get here.”

“I know Daph, I’m just stuck in traffic.”

“No, you don’t understand. Alyssa is here.” Jenna let out a soft moan at the mention of her crush’s name. She hoped Daphne didn’t hear it.

“That’s great. Tell her I’ll be right there.” Jenna’s free hand slowly started lifting up her skirt. This new stature of hers and the mention of her crush were stirring some very familiar but inappropriate feelings in her. Alyssa, the woman of her desire, was all she could think about.

“No, Jenna, you really need to be here right now. Alyssa, is standing on a table right now. Dancing, in this outfit. God if you don’t hurry Jenna, someone is going to attack her, and it might even be me!” Jenna’s nipples hardened thinking about what Alyssa could possibly be wearing. Her finger tips grazed the inside of her thigh.

Jenna’s voice got soft. “Daphne.”

“Yes, Jenna?”

Jenna nibbled on her bottom lip. “Could you, describe the outfit for me?” Daphne began to describe the outfit as Jenna’s fingers slowly rubbed in a circular motion up her thigh. Every stitch of the outfit Daphne described moved Jenna closer and closer the the outline of her panties. Jenna was incredibly turned on by all of this. so turned on in fact that she didn’t feel her sweatshirt still rising up her stomach. She did feel the fabric rubbing against her nipples, but she assumed that was just because of how horny she was, not because of her slowly swelling breasts. She was really getting into the groove with herself, Rocking back and forth with the motion of her arousal, her fingers finally rubbing the wet spot of her panties. A soft but long breath escaped her lips. Her tensing body relaxed for just a moment before-

HONK!! HONK!! HONK!! C’mon lady!

The wailing horn of the car behind Jenna jolted her awake but also jolted something else inside her and her shoulders plumped into her top. Her hips popped out to the sides a bit more and her skirt hiked up even higher, but her rage also boiled. Not only was this guy super fucking annoying, but he interrupted her special happy time too!  She slammed her palm up against the roof of her car. Pound! POUND!! CRUNK! huh? Jenna looked up to see that her car’s roof had dented. She grabbed onto her steering wheel and rocked jerking the wheel. GRRRRRRRRRR! POP! CRUNCH! RIP! Her steering wheel bent with every slam and twist as the wires began to split apart. It popped in half as she screamed a primal roar in her car. Her head pushed up to the roof of her car. Her elbow crashed through the driver side window. She tossed the halves of her steering wheel out the broken window. 

“Jenna!? Jenna? Are you ok over there?” Jenna punched her phone smashing her hand through the phone and the radio console of her car and disconnecting Daphne. She placed her arm out the window and grabbed the rearview mirror while pushing up on the ceiling with the other. The dent becoming more and more pronounced as her hand pushed harder and harder. Her head quickly pushing up to meet the dent. The rearview mirror snapped off like a branch being torn from a tree. Squeezing into her tiny little car, rage overflowed inside Jenna and she just couldn’t control it anymore.

All at once it felt like everything broke around her, her feet crashed through to the street, the back of her chair snapped loose, Her hand, shoulders, and head were pushing up so much that the roof split from the windshield. She dug her fingers between them and ripped them open slowly growing bigger through the opening.  She stood slowly. She kicked her way out of her car and the metal ripped like a wet paper sack against her powerful legs. She pounded her fists on the roof of her car. Her body swelling inside of her outfit that was now 3 sizes too small. Her ample breasts about to pop the buttons right off her sweater. Her hips about to shred that skirt down the side. She kicked the side of her car as it bent and crumbled. Cars around her were starting to empty, starting with the asshole behind her. Jenna let out another primal scream as her body shot up taller and taller. Her shoes popped off, her ass slipped out of her skirt still firm and round, just massive compared to it’s intended size. Half the buttons popped off of her sweater.

People were screaming and running down the freeway alerting other cars to the growing situation. Jenna let out a guttural roar letting her kaiju explode out of her. The clothes ripping away as her huge powerful godzilla sized sexiness stretched higher and higher and higher. She screamed again as she pounded her way down the freeway to her birthday party flattening every car along the way. Alyssa was sure to pay attention to her now.