new size (Mi's side)

New size

“Yeah, lots of new Jammies!” Jasper exclaimed as he practically bounced back in through the door his ensemble of Scooby doo scrubs now complete with a green plastic apron over the top of them.

“I must say they are rather more fetching then the hospital gowns,” Jasper said nodding his approval at the same time giving on of the campest hand gestures I had ever seen a man use.

“I consider my self an expert on PJ’s and I think, in my expert opinion that is the cookie monster ones would look exquisite on you.”

“Why did you by me new PJ’s Esmee there was no need.”

“I know, but I wanted to some of your older ones are getting a little shabby.”

“And a little small, I grumbled.” That was a fact that I didn’t like much. OK the cloths I wore where normally for children quite a bit younger then what I was but I liked that, well Sophie liked that, when I was fitting my self into cloths for a 12 year old she seemed sedated like she was when I had to make another hole in my belt because the normal ones wouldn’t hold my jeans up any more however lately it had been the other way around. My child size cloths where becoming almost uncomfortably tight around the waist and the tops clinging to the new bulges in my stomach. TThese new pyjamas however looked quite a lot bigger then my old ones which was only confirmed by the label sticking out the top of the Hello kitty pare that had an adult size 8 printed on the label; I suddenly felt sick again.

“Are you all right my sweetie?” Jasper asked looking at my face as I constrained on getting the new found nausea to leave me again. “You seem to be looking a little green again? He pointed out waking to my bed and placing one of the new bowls into my lap.

This was almost to tempting for me to resist. It was almost like he was asking me to be sick again, like all I had to do was will all the nausea to come up my throat and after all everything counted on my quest to be perfect.