Familial Arrivals

"Morning kids," Sarah said as she came in yawning and not noticing anything the least bit out of sorts. "Morning Mom," Clair replied, with Matt weakly echoing her. Sarah was in a terry cloth robe, which would have been lose on someone smaller, and some flip flops. She looked entirely normal, and quite disheveled, as of course she needed her coffee before her shower. She headed past the kitchen table and toward the counter, Matt doing his best to try to spot anything odd.

She walked up to the coffee pot and reached up into the cabinet to grab a cup, her robe riding up a bit as she did so. She then started pouring her coffee, but Matt was more interested in the fact her robe hadn't ridden back down. It had been near her ankles, but now was below the knees... and as he watched it shrunk further upward, exposing more of her voluminous thighs. Matt glanced upward and saw her shoulders seeming to move inward, made visible as the sleeves of the robe were retreating, pulling into shoulder straps as they exposed shrinking arms. Sarah turned around to look at the table as she drank, leaning back on the counter, and Matt saw that the front was similarly opening toward the sides, displaying progressively more cleavage. At first Matt was **** to look, but then he noticed the cleavage deepening and rising. Her breasts, previous quite saggy, were firming up visibly as the robe became more transparent, the deep blue fading to light and translucent. He could see the fading outline of a nightshirt under it, but was more interested in her rapidly rising boobs and rapidly shrinking waist. He barley noticed her hair styling and lengthening as her robe shrunk to just below her thighs, turning diaphanous and silky as it became a wholly transparent night gown, displaying huge, firm breasts, a tight waist, and her naked and hairless pussy between two toned legs, and no other clothes remaining. She rose up slightly and Matt glanced down to see her slippers had become stilettos, something he knew his mom would never wear as she found them demeaning. Matt did notice that, while longer and styled, her hair color remained the same mix of brown and grey it had been.

"Any plans for today?" she asked, not finding anything wrong with her outfit or her suddenly tight toned, and sexy body.

"Not really," Clair replied. "We'll probably head to Sam's house for a bit." Sarah nodded, which did great things to her newly enhanced bosom.

"How about you," she asked Matt, not at all concerned he was staring at her clearly visible and quite enticing boobs. Matt had to break his focus.

"Umm, not really," he replied trying to sound casual. "None of my friends are in town, so probably just hanging around the house today."

"If you are just hanging around, that means you can do some things around the house," Sarah replied, perfectly in line with her normal behavior.

"It's vacation," Matt protested more weakly than he usually would have.

"Now now, you can do a little to help out your mom," came Peter's voice from behind as he entered the room. Matt turned, expecting to see another change, but Peter was already different, looking fitter and younger (with hair better styled but still the same color as before). His clothing was very odd: a too-tight tanktop and what could be be called booty shorts, clothes Matt knew he didn't own. Peter walked over and gave Sarah a morning kiss, not even looking at her extremely visible and high boobs as he did so, although he couldn't help but feel them as kissing Sarah pressed her into him, then grabbed coffee of his own. "If you don't have anything to do in particular, you can help a little while you're home," he continued without a sign anything was out of place.

"Glad we have practice to go to today," Michelle put in, as she and Mary enter the room. The pair were both dressed in simple pajamas, Michelle in red and Mary in, of course, black. Neither of them were coffee people, so they both headed toward the fridge, Matt watching them like a hawk. He noticed Michelle first. She bent over to grab some fruit, and when she got up again her top didn't settle down. Instead, it was above her navel and rapidly retreating. The material also seemed to be thickening, a Rhino's team pattern appearing as it tightened and the neckline plunged. Her pants simply seemed to be unraveling into nothingness for the most part, revealing tight blue panties rapidly becoming a frilly thong with the remains of her pants forming the most minuscule object that could be called a skirt; basically just a belt with an inch of fabric on the bottom remaining. The shirt settled into an absolutely minuscule tank top that hugged her and showed clearly she didn't have a bra on, as her nipples were quite prominent and just barely not visible, and getting more so as the top filled out, her average apples growing and growing and growing until she had cavernous cleavage, outlined spectacularly with the undersides of her giant breasts exposed, and a neck so low there was barley enough to keep the two sides of the shirt together. Her now giant boons threatened to pop out at any second. Her hair wound itself into a pair of tails, lengthening and becoming blonde, as her height increased; she had been 5'11, but looked closer to 6'2.

"I get to be on the starting squad," Mary added excitedly. Her clothing got tighter, and tighter, and tighter, outlining everything as it became shiny and ribbed, the cloth turning into leather. She shrank, both height and everywhere else, her boobs, though clearly and prominently outlined, getting smaller, or perhaps just being compressed more and more as her top became a corset. The pants split at the things, becoming leather boots held up by a leather garter belt and growing a spike heel, while the top lowered and lowered and lowered until it released her breasts, showing they were in fact smaller but perfectly proportioned to her tightened body, the cloth near her neck snaking upward to form a leather choker. Her hair lengthened then flew around her head unnoticed, making a fancy updo style, as the panties changed from simple white to more leather, becoming crotchless, a barbel forming in her clit, along with multiple ear piercings, a nose ring, and nipple rings appearing, which sprouted chains that grew toward each other, linking up in the middle.

"I have club activities too," Brian put in, having come in unnoticed while Matt was busy watching the change in his younger sisters. Matt had missed it; Brian was already looking taller, buffer, and suddenly with a crew cut. The really odd thing was he was in a really tight military uniform of some kind (non-specific), looking positively dashing and simultaneously not showing anything and showing everything in outline, his very big cock forming a substantial and obvious bulge. "We are going to be editing the footage from Friday," he continued as he poured some milk on his cereal, oblivious to being in far more clothing than he would normally wear, much less that made sense for what he had been sleeping in.

Conversation carried on just like that, Matt barely participating but no one seeming to mind, with people gathering around the table and eating, all of it perfectly normal but with no one noticing anything odd, neither embarrassed nor concerned with how they were changed or dressed, Sarah and Michelle not seeming to notice or have issues with their suddenly much larger bosoms. Matt kept waiting for something to happen, but nothing unusual did. Then he heard some footsteps on the stairs, indicating the foreign contingent was coming down, and his interest perked back up, wondering what would happen and if his hypothesis from yesterday was correct.