"Ready, Shego?" Drakken asked as he adjusted the sight on his gun.
Shego rotated her wrist in the 'get on with it' gesture. "I was ready ten minutes ago. Now I'm just bored out of my skull." With its trademark noise, her plasma enveloped her rotating hand. "Now either you start blasting, or I will."
Drakken blanched, his skin briefly turning the color of Boo-Berry, as he hastily finished calibrating the device. "Alright, cross your fingers!" Drakken pulled the trigger.
Shego's eyes, which had been squinting from the light of the ray, snapped open. Her entire body tingled, from her scalp to her toes. Maybe Drakken's device worked after all. She rolled her head back, hair brushing the floor, and let out a soft moan. Whatever that ray was doing, it felt so...sexy. This was about the time that Shego noticed her suit getting tighter, specifically around her chest and glutes.
Drakken stood in complete awe. Not only was Shego's little noise about the sexiest thing he'd ever heard, but now it looked like her breasts and ass were swelling bigger, about to burst through her skin-tight suit! His eyes leveled back onto Shego's throat, and - wait, her throat? Drakken's eyes had always centered on the top of her forehead when he made his eyes level. As he stared intently at the gorgeous, stretching woman, his worries were confirmed: she was getting bigger.
Finally finding his voice, Drakken barely managed to squeak, "Uh, Shego? You're getting bigger..."
Shego stretched again, seeming to swell even faster as a result. "Mmm...what?"
Meekly taking cover behind a desk, Drakken elaborated. "Your, ah, front and back are swelling on you, and your entire body is growing. I'd say you've already passed six feet in height..."
Shego looked down at him from her new height, silently contemplating for several long seconds.