(Cvlsoldier here, I've decided to re-write this to fix all the mistakes I've made, so while it will be mostly the same, it will also be a little different.)
Jon's younger sister Zoe was laying on her bed, dressed in her ankle length black nightgown, staring up at the ceiling lost in her thoughts. The sixteen year old goth just stared at nothing with her sky blue eyes, her shoulder length died black hair laid in waves around her pale face. Her small B cup breasts rose and fell with each breath. To say Zoe hated her life wasn't untrue, deep down she actually loved her family and cared about them dearly, but sometimes she wished that her life could be different, that it could change. Little did she know that her wish was about to be granted...
After laying in her bed for about a half hour, Zoe suddenly had the urge to stretch out, like her body was feeling cramped. She tried ignoring the discomfort, but after a few minutes she finally gave in. Zoe sat up, raised her arms above her head, arched her back, stuck her legs out ahead of her and stretched. Almost immediately she could feel the tightness and the cramping in her body diminishing and she breathed out a relieved sigh. At the same time, though unnoticed by Zoe, her limbs started to lengthen and fill out. As her legs continued to grow, the hemline of her nightgown that once reached her ankles now stopped at mid-calf when her legs stopped their growth. If she were to be standing right now, Zoe would have noticed that her height had increased from a 5'3" to a 5'8". Another thing was Zoe's features were taking on a more mature appearance, as she now appeared to be about nineteen years old.
Zoe let out another sigh of relief and relaxed her body. She was about to lay down again when a sudden wave of energy washed over her. Feeling more awake now than tired Zoe swung her legs over the side of the bed - not noticing her feet now touched the floor sooner than before - and made to stand. As she did, she grew another two inches, giving her a new height of 5'10" and aged two more years. At the same time her breasts swelled a good cup size, becoming small C's. The twenty-one year old stood there for a few seconds, trying to figure out why she was feeling so strange as she tried to adjust the white cotton bra that had appeared under the now sleeveless violet silk nightdress.
"Why does my bra feel so tight?" Zoe asked herself as she aged four more years, now twenty-five, "It's almost as if my brea- OH!"
Zoe let out a startled gasp as she felt a burning sensation form between her toned thighs. The sensation felt wonderful almost... pleasurable?
As Zoe placed her dainty, long fingered hands on her belly, the black dye in her hair lightened in color until it was its original light brown. Her hair then began to grow from shoulder length and down to the young woman's lower back. At the same time, after she aged another three years, the twenty-eight year olds pale white skin darkened until it reached a healthy sun kissed skin tone. All the while, the burning sensation increased in intensity, causing Zoe to moan in pleasure as her breasts grew another cup size, becoming a pair of hefty D's that strained the smaller bra, until said garment vanished and her breasts now pressed against the silky material of her nightdress.
Aging one more year, the now Twenty-nine year old Zoe let out another breathless gasp as her belly started to rapidly swell - followed by her hips widening to child-bearing width. Her belly continued growing at a rapid pace until Zoe looked to be eight month's pregnant. The sudden adrenaline that she had been feeling disappeared, causing her to feel exhausted. It was then that Zoe felt the urge to leave her room and she found herself waddling out the bedroom door and down the hall to the master bedroom before she even realized she had moved. Wondering why she was in the hall, Zoe shook her head and entered the master bedroom and gently lowered herself down on the soft bed. The young woman smiled softly to herself as she felt the small being within her belly kick.
"Shh, sweetie its time for you to rest," Zoey whispered soothingly to her growing baby that continued to kick relentlessly, "Mommy needs her rest so she can get up in the morning. Shh, sleep now..."
She began to hum a soft tune and tenderly ran her hand in slow, smooth circles over her skin. The furious kicking slowly began to recede, until with a few final kicks, the baby stopped. Zoey continued to hum softly for a few more seconds and then stopped, sighing in relief.
"I can't wait till I can hold you in my arms, sweetheart. I can't wait see your little eyes open for the very first time," whispered the young mother more to herself than the baby, "I bet you can't wait to meet me either, huh?"
Zoey then pulled herself slowly and gently further onto the bed, and leaned back into the pillows with a weary sigh.
"But don't worry, my little angel, that time is coming. Soon you will get to meet your the rest of your family, including your aunt Linda, you remember aunt Linda right?" a gentle kick was her answer, which caused Zoey to laugh softly, "I see you do!" Here Zoe paused for a moment and the smile fell from her face, "I just wish that you could meet your father, he's a wonderful man and mommy still loves him very much, but he left us. He left me, you and your siblings for his secretary, that slut, that bit-OH!" Zoey gasped as the baby kicked again, harder.
Zoey couldn't help but smile as she gently rubbed her belly once more, "Your right, I should stop talking about them. They don't mean a thing right now, only you, your siblings and my sister matter the most to me. So sweet dreams, my little girl, I love you so very much..."
While Zoey Madison drifted to sleep, another change was occurring to one of her other children...
