Morning revelations

When Sif woke up it was with the familiar sensation that she hadn't felt in years. A slight blurriness to her thoughts. Aches both painful and wonderful in her body. Eyes that didn't seem to want to open and ears that felt far too sensitive.

Yes... she had gotten drunk the night before.

Getting slowly up Sif cursed herself. She had PROMISED to stop drinking. For Sif. After the **** of her sons she had realized how horrible of a mother she had been to them and knew that booze was the reason. She had only focused on herself, not them, and for Thrud's sake needed to stop. And she had.

'Only to fall off the wagon,' she thought bitterly as she rolled out of bed, glad at the very least that no one else was there. Back during her heavy drinking days it was common to find someone in her bed with Thor either ready to laugh at her or to brutally attack whoever had "taken her virtue" before he had fucked the hangover right out of her. But that morning she woke up all by herself and she was thrilled. She had to present herself in a better light. She was the Ruler of New Asgard, after all!

Sif got up and groaned, rolling her head back and forth before strolling nude towards her dresser... before stopping dead in her tracks. She slowly moved towards her reflect, staring at it, hoping she was seeing things... because it was clear NOTHING in her dresser would fit her anymore!

She had to be at least 4 inches taller. Her breasts having grown another two cups, with utterly huge nipples that jutted out, begging to be sucked and fondled. Her stomach jutted out several inches which was good considering her ass had added at least 20 pounds, possibly to each cheek. Her thighs were so thick and meaty that while it had been a chore to walk without them rubbing together now she knew it would be an impossibility.

This... she was familiar with too when it came to waking up.

People forgot that when Sif and Thor had first gotten together she had been as lithe and thin as any asgardian maid. It had only been drinking Thor's Giant's Brew that had caused her to grow out, getting taller and more curvy.

And now it had hit her like a mountain troll!

"How?" she whispered before she remembered the missing bottles. "THRUD!"

Without thought of decency she stormed out of her room completely naked, her feet slapping against the floor (which had also grown bigger, much to her annoyance) as she quickly made for Thrud's room and burst in without waiting for her daughter to respond.

"What. Did. You. Do?" She hissed.

Thrud, for her part, cracked an eye open and groaned, clearly just as hung over. And as she stood up Sif realized she was just as altered as she was. Thrud was only an inch shorter than her and her small breasts had exploded into such girthy orbs that she could kill a mortal if they were struck with them. Her stomach was portly, her ass an entire trunk, and her thighs just as thick as Sif's.

The brat had the gull to SMIRK at her.

"Well mother... don't you look nice this morning."

Sif took a step forward, aiming to slap the smirk off her child's face, only to find it a bit hard when their breasts slammed into each other. Sif fought the urge to moan while Thrud did nothing to stop herself.

"I don't... mmm... know why you are mad. You after all used that booze to make me look like this." Thrud shot her mother a dark look. "Yes, I finally figured it out last night. I wondered why I felt so strange and different... that drink is enchanted."

"I just-" Sif began but Thrud cut her off.

"Don't worry, I'm not mad! Hel itself, I' m glad!" She turned, showing off her rear, giving it a slap. "Look at me! I've never felt so sexy! And everyone wants a piece of me! Do you know what its like to be fucked in every hole?"

Sif did, actually. And her blush must have shown because Thrud smirked and took another step forward, forcing their breasts to mash together.

"Admit it, mother... you miss drinking. Partying. Having fun. Last night was wonderful. You wanted me to loosen up? Well I have. And I want you to join me. No more worrying. No more focusing on others. Let's just have fun, mother and daughter. Let's fuck all of Midgard, get so sexy everyone wants to grovel at our feet, and be so wasted we never have to think a sad thought again." Thrud reached down towards her nightstand and to Sif's shock and horror her daughter pulled out a full bottle of the Giant's Brew. She bite into the cork and ripped it out, taking a long pull. Sif watched as her child grew right in front of her, gaining another inch so that they were the same height. "Come on mom... you and me... what do you say?"