A call with mom

After Amelia thoroughly dried her entire body, a familiar ringtone echoed from the bedroom. Her phone, resting on the bed, was vibrating against the nightstand. She wondered who it was, and as she trotted over, her heart sank. The screen lit up with her mom’s contact photo—and it was a FaceCam video call.

Amelia panicked. She knew she couldn’t show herself fully on camera, completely naked and with a transformed quadrupled body, in front of her mom. Desperate, she grabbed the large bath towel she had just used, quickly wrapping it around her chest to cover her upper body. Positioning herself carefully, she held the phone high, trying her absolute best not to reveal anything other than her head and shoulders.

With a deep breath to steady her voice, she swiped the screen to answer.

"Hey, sweetie!" her mom greeted her warmly, a bright smile appearing on the screen.

"Hi, Mom," Amelia greeted her back, forcing a natural smile.

"What have you been up to? Your hair looks damp—have you been taking a bath lately?"

"Yeah, just stepped out of the shower, actually," Amelia said, keeping her shoulders perfectly still. She went on to explain that she was doing completely fine, detailing what she’d been doing during her first two days in the remote and private cabin, talking about unpacking and setting up her study space. She didn't say a single word about the attic, the stone, or what it had done to her. Throughout the entire conversation, she meticulously managed to avoid revealing the rest of her body, ensuring her swishing black tail stayed well out of the camera's frame.

Right when her mom was about to say goodbye and end the call, Amelia’s hand slipped. She accidentally tilted the phone camera downward toward her chest, momentarily revealing her massive new F-cup breasts tightly bound beneath the towel.

Her mom paused, her eyes widening slightly on the screen. She blinked, looking confused, and muttered to herself, "Wait... were they always that big?"

Amelia’s heart leaped into her throat. She instantly got worried and blushed a deep crimson with embarrassment. Needing a quick defense, she played up the indignation. "Mom! Stop looking there!”

"Oh! I'm sorry Amelia, I didn't mean to-“

"I have to go, Mom, love you, bye!" Amelia cut her off quickly and ended the call.

Laying the phone down, Amelia let out a massive breath of relief. Her mom hadn't suspected a thing about her new quadrupedal form. But as the adrenaline faded, a new wave of anxiety hit her.

She didn't even want to begin imagining what her family would think if they ever found out. What would her mom say? What about her twenty-two-year-old brother, her nineteen-year-old twin sister, or her innocent six-year-old little sister? If they discovered her in this bizarre new form, or found out about the twisted magic of the wishing stone, it would change everything forever. For now, her secret had to stay safe in the cabin.