Amy had an idea. If she wanted to fulfill her goal of marrying Sonic, why not be the height of an Amazon? It was ingenious. After all, she thought, guys like tall girls. So she breathed in a deep breath. She thought, make me a beautiful Amazonian Woman. As soon as she thought that, she experienced growth in not only her bust but her legs and arms as well as her butt. Her clothes even stretched a bit when she grew. “Wow,” she exclaimed, “it’s happening!” So she breathed and grew and grew until she reached 7’11”- perfect Amazonian height. Now to win over Sonic, she thought. As Soon as opportunity knocked, in came Sonic. “Hey, Amy- Whoa!” He exclaimed, almost Tripping over her boots. “Hey, Sonic. How’s it hanging?” “Amy, how did you get so tall?” He asked,
Incredulous. “Oh, Simple. Remember those crystals? Turns out they gave me size-changing powers.” “Ok, Ms. Fantastic, Playtime’s over-“ “ Nope, Sonic. It’s just begun. Now it’s marriage time.” “ oh, boy. I didn’t wanna even get married and have kids. “Ms. Fantastic, huh? Nice Hero Moniker. Think it suits me. I’ll keep it. If you be my Husband.” “ ok, Amy. You win. I’ll marry you, Ms. Fantastic.”
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