A little bit wouldn't hurt, Brenda thought. After all, what difference would it make if she was 13 feet or 15 feet tall? The only one complaining might be the ceiling... but that wasn't a new problem. When she had first moved her, finding a place to live that would accommodate her size was actually rather difficult. Only barely she found this one, a complex specifically geared for the taller, with a 14 feet high ceiling. Now, to Mark the apartment may seem like a mansion, but Brenda still always had to be careful not to hit her head on something.
Giddily, Brenda weighed the small gun in her hand, slowly turning it so that it pointed towards her. How could she turn down an opportunity like this? Becoming even larger than she was... something about that intrigued her. And besides, if anyone from the university would ask, she could just say that she was conducting an experiment. Which she was doing, in a way.
Taking one last deep breath, Brenda fired. In an instant, the green light of the size ray engulfed her form. Her entire body started to tingle with the feeling of an asleep limb, as if thousands of tiny needles were softly pricking her scales. Though a bit more pleasant.
The effect was just as immediate. Slowly, Brenda's body expanded, and not just her height, but everything. Her hips grew wider, her arms and legs thicker, her breasts bulged outward. Ecstasy overcame the enormous brontosaurus, as she marveled at her own body growing.
Her excitement subsided somewhat when she hit her head on the ceiling. In all the joy of using the size ray, she had completely forgotten to duck. Furthermore, the sound of fabric tearing brought her plummeting back to reality. With a hot blush on her face she looked down.
Of course her clothes hadn't grown with her, which led to Brenda's legs becoming to wide for her jeans to handle. The pants looked as though they had exploded, holes and tears everywhere, Brenda's blue flesh bulging through. They were absolutely ruined.
Brenda shook her head, sighing. though it was annoying, she could always order a new pair. At least her underwear had survived in tact. She had just bought a fine set of lingerie for the anniversary. Her tank top had had, as well. In fact, the way it now tightly hugged her breasts, barely enough fabric left to cover anything else, it looked hot, in a way. Well, Mark sure would appreciate it.
But then, something unexpected happened. The tingle returned... and suddenly Brenda lurched upwards, hitting her head on the ceiling once more. Cringing, she let herself fall onto her butt and looked around, slightly panicked. Her body had started growing again, faster this time. A malfunction? It may be... the transposer hadn't been thoroughly tested on organic material and least of all on humans and saurians.
Brenda racked her brain, but there was nothing she could do to stop her body growing even further. Shooting the ray again might have canceled it out... but who knows what else. All she could do now was to hope she wouldn't damage her apartment to much...
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