Ryan ended up choosing Amy. Of all the girls she seemed the most normal and down to earth one. He walked over to his desk and removed her from her box. Just as he's about to try it he thinks to himself, "What am doing? This is probably going to be like those stupid growing dinosaurs I had as a kid that were supposed to grow when you put them in water". Ryan then looks over at the Amy figurine standing on his desk. She is beautiful in her own way. "I wish I could have a girlfriend like her", Ryan sighed to himelf. He then picks up the black box he recieved with his figurines and spoke into it:
"What the hell? Amy, five foot three inches".
He then stares at the figurine. Nothing happens for like a whole minute. Just as he's about to turn away, though, something happens. Amy started rapidly increasing in size and jumped off his desk, landing safely on the carpet ground. In a matter of a few second she's five foot three inches, as well as live. She looked at Ryan and smiled at him.
"Hi, I'm Amy. What's your name?" the girl cheerfully chirped to Ryan.
"R-R-Ryan", he stammered in reply.
"R-R-Ryan? That's an unusual name", she replied, loking a little confused. Ryan then stuck out his hand and poked Amy in the stomach with his finger. The girl giggled in reply.
"Holy shit, you're real!", he yells as he jumped back from the girl.
"Of course I'm real, silly", Amy giggled.
"Where did you come from? What do you want?" Ryan asked. Amy simply shrugged her shoulders, smiles, and replies:
"I don't know where I came from, and I want to do what ever you want to do".
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