"I... What?" Caroline gasped back to the shop girl. She seemed to be in a state of shock, and Amanda watched her mouth open and close silently like a fish pulled on to shore as the new amazon looked down at her magnificent body.

Her formerly baggy black long-sleeved shirt now looked painted on over her expanded back and chest. Small tears had appeared in the sleeves, where the top was unable to contain Caroline's expanded arms. Surprisingly her breasts didn't look that much larger than before, but now instead of sagging and dragging the rest of Caroline down with them, they swelled proudly up and out in front, capped by budding nipples that couldn't be concealed.

Her new height and uplifted bosom had pulled the shirt up and out of the waist of her jeans, revealing a slim, wash-boarded midsection. Her waist was the only part of her transformed body that didn't come close to filling out her old clothes, and her belt hung loosely around her hips. There was no danger of her jeans falling off, though, as her expanded hips filled every curve in them, while her swollen thighs and calves had completely blown out the seams, revealing inches of hard, striated muscle. The cuffs of her jeans, which were surprisingly still intact, dug in deeply right at her knee level, giving her jeans the appearance of culottes.

"I said, did you see where the other girl I was helping went?" the shop girl shouted, trying to get through to Caroline. Clearly she didn't recognize her. Not getting any response, she shrugged her shoulders and wandered off, mumbling something about "Just yell if you need any help."

Amanda looked on with concern as Caroline lifted one hand to feel her other arm, blowing out both sleeves of her shirt in the process. Grapefruit sized biceps with veins the size of a pinky running down then bulged through the tear. Seeing her new biceps almost put Caroline over the edge, and grabbed a nearby clothes rack to steady herself, looking as if she might faint at any second. The rack had to be pretty strong, but it nearly buckled as Caroline grabbed it.

'Oh my god, she's freaking out!', Amanda thought to herself. 'And what did you expect, Amanda?' she asked with her inside-her-head voice, 'she just transformed into a hulking amazon and has no idea why!'

The need for caution and compassion fought briefly in Amanda's mind as she watched the other woman swoon. She wanted to get out of here, run away but someone had to help Caroline. It was the right thing to do. She ran over to the other woman and put an arm around her waist to try to steady her. Caroline leaned over, her weight bearing down on Amanda. She was heavy, really heavy, and for a second Amanda thought that she was going to collapse under the other girl's weight. But her own newfound strength was enough to keep them both standing upright.

"Easy.. easy" Amanda whispered to the girl towering over her. "Just relax and breathe, ok? I can explain everything. But let's get out of here first. We need to get you covered up."

Amanda slowly let go of Caroline's waist, as she felt the towering girl begin to support her own weight again. Caroline didn't seem like she was in any danger of going TIMBER! any more, but she was still staring out into space with a slack jawed look on her face, clearly still in shock.

Lingerie shops don't have a lot of options for proper clothing, but Amanda quickly found some over-sized pajama pants and top that more or less covered Caroline up. Even covered up, though, Caroline was still very much a big girl. At 6'5" she was probably the tallest person at the mall, with shoulders like a linebacker (in shoulder pads!). Giant perky breasts with nipples like a stack of quarters that never seemed to relax pulled the pajama top up so that her cobblestone belly was clearly visible. The pink pajamas with black and white kittens that Amanda had found for the other girl to wear completed the surreal ensemble, and ensured that the two would get plenty of stares as they left Diva to walk through the mall to the food court.

Amanda steered Caroline to a booth at the edge of the court, as far away from other customers as she could, and sat with her. Now she had some 'splaining to do. Her mind raced. What could she tell her?

"Hi, I'm Amanda." seemed like a good place to start, as she held out her hand for Caroline to shake. The other girl's much larger hand engulfed hers. Good thing she didn't squeeze, Amanda thought to herself.

She paused for quite some time, waiting for Caroline to volunteer, but got nothing back. "And you are?"

The question seemed to snap Caroline out of her trance a little.

"Caroline. I'm Caroline. What the hell just happened to me, Amanda?"

Caroline seemed to be getting angry. Uh-oh. Amanda had little doubt that Caroline could smash her like a bug. How could she explain? Cosmic rays? Secret government experiment? Magic spell? Her mind thrashed trying to come up with a plausible story for Caroline's transformation, but in the end, what could she really say? Other than the truth.

Amanda opened her purse and lifted the gun out on to the table. It looked even more ridiculous in the harsh fluorescent lights of the food court.

"A little while ago I found this gun. It's... well this is going to sound stupid, but just let me finish. It's a growth ray. Wait! wait!" she held up her hand as Caroline seemed about to interrupt.

"I know! I know! But look, it obviously works, right? I tried it out on myself first. I used to be scrawny, almost stick thin, alright?" She flexed her new bicep, that she thought was so huge just an hour ago, now intimidated by its relative insignificance next to Caroline's monster guns. From the look on Caroline's face, she wasn't going to listen to this bullshit much longer.

"Look, watch." Amanda picked up the gun and turned the height setting back down to 0, and the muscle setting to the lowest level she possibly could. She flexed her bicep again, and fired the gun at herself. It felt like she got punched in the stomach, but she held the flex and watched Caroline's eyes grow like saucers as she felt her body grow again.

"I came to the mall to get new clothes too. And wow, this shirt is clearly too small for me now." Her expanded bicep pushed the sleeve of her t-shirt up to her shoulder, and she doubted she could get it back down over her upper arm without tearing it.

"When I heard you talking to the salesgirl I felt bad for you, your back pain, you know. So... well I shot you with the gun. A little muscle growth to support your 'girls', and a little height growth because .. well because I hadn't tried that setting yet."

She smiled an impish smile, and opened her hands in a flourish pointed at Caroline. "Ta dah!"

"I guess the height and muscle growth, they must amplify each other because, wow. It looks fantastic on you, though!"

Having said her peace, Amanda sat back in the booth. "So?" she asked. "What do you think?"