You sit up on your bed and stretch your paws up into the air, letting out a big yawn. Something feels a little different, but you can't quite place your finger on it yet.
Quickly, you jump to your feet, ready to get your day started. As you do, though, you hear a loud ripping sound. Turning around, you look to see that your pajama pants have split up the back. Also, you notice that your shirt seems to be much tighter, exposing your stomach. "What the--?" you exclaim out loud.
Running across the hall to the bathroom, you flick the light on and look into the mirror, and as you do, a huge smile crosses your face. Some how, some way, something had happened to cause you to grow over a foot and a half taller overnight. You now stood nearly six feet tall, the same height as your father!
A million thoughts ran through your head, but you decided to just play it cool for now and see what the rest of the day brings. All your clothes are way too small, but you put on a formerly loose-fitting t-shirt and a pair of mesh shorts, both of which now are practically form-fitting, and head to the kitchen for breakfast.
Both your mom and dad stare at you dumbfounded the moment you enter the kitchen, your mom dropping a dish onto the floor and shattering it. "Son!" your dad exclaims, setting down the paper he was reading, "what happened to you?!"
You shrug, continuing to smile. "Beats me. Isn't it great?"
Your parents remain speechless as you sit down at the table, looking your dad square in the eye without having to tilt your head up or anything. Slowly, they resume what they were doing before, keeping an eye on you, trying to figure out just how something like this could have happened.