Rook seemed a bit worried now as Ben's body seemed to be growing, the shirts tightness increasing ever more as the cuffs on his sleeves have a small rip at the edges and his chest is a bit bigger than before. "Ben," Rook said, "Is it possible you are somehow... growing? How could this happen?
Rook got up from his seat and closer grabed Ben's smoothie, "Could this be the culprit?"
Ben looked concerned at what was happening, by was slightly deadpan for a second, "I'm not sure a smoothie could do this to me Rook."
Rook looked away from the smoothie cup and saw that Ben's body was actually a bigger than before! His sleeves ripped down the side reaching the shoulder, his chest had pushed out enough causing a tear near his now bigger pecs. His pants rode up a bit too and Rook took a few steps back. "Maybe..." Rook said, "I should call someone to figure out what’s happening cause you really seem to be Growing"
"You're... you're right Rook..." Ben said, flexing a bicep for a second. It was much bigger now, "I'm getting more buff by the second." The small tears around the shirt grew larger, showing his slow growth, bare patches of shirt revealing how well cut he has grown by now. Rook decided he should do something by reaching over to Ben to help him stand up from his chair, which his but was now stuck in (Ben blushed at this self-realization). However, Ben seemed to not be phased by rook's attempt to pull him upwards.
"Well seems your stronger too," Rook said.
"Heh-heh. I guess I am," Ben said, "He then grabbed the side of his seat and pulled himself upwards. He was easily separated from his chair and standing up now.
Rook was now looking UP to be eye to eye with Ben now. He then saw him, his full body, his shirt near tatters over his body as well as his pants looking more like tattered shorts. "Whoa," Rook went, "Okaaay... let's go before you grow too big to be a little modest."
"Um yeah I should-" As Ben was about to reach the top of his hand he saw that his Omnitrix was a bit off. The parts that were green were now, instead, a multitude of colors, even white. The black faceplate itself was now a shade of cyan. (somewhere between blue and green) "I think I found the problem, Rook," Ben said.
"Hm?" Rook leaned over noticing that he was messing with the watch, and the lights beaming off of it were different than usual, "The Omnitrix? ... Now that you mention it, Fistrick did shoot it but why is it causing you to grow?"
He gestured to Ben upon saying that last word as he continued to grow a bit buffer and buffer. His shirt was now in tatters on the floor and his pants were now even tighter, taut across his waistline region, showing off his thick legs and calves. "You got me there," Ben said, now smiling a weakly.
As Ben keeps growing still, Rook leads him to a nearby alleyway, "Here," he said, "We should get you out of sight before you scare the locals." The two try to slink in being a bit successful after a momentary struggle, as Ben's increasing size became problematic. "So, Think you can turn it off, Ben? Or maybe you know to fix it?"
"I'm not sure," Ben said, "I don't know how to watch could be doing this to me, even as a malfunction."
Rook pondered solemnly. The space in the alleyway getting a bit thinner due to Ben's growing size. Now in thought, Ben leaned against one of the walls behind him and in a few seconds, he actually crashed through it into a nearby warehouse. Luckily the place was empty save for a few freight crates. Rook immediately rushed to him, saying, "Ben are you alright?"
"Yeah," Ben said, "I'm fine." The still growing Ben stood up.
Rook now looked up at the growing Ben, his pec's a giant shelf of muscle. The sound of ripping was heard between the two as the last of Bens pants got ripped from the fall, leaving him in ultra-tight boxers.
"Well at least we can hide in here," Rook told his giant friend, "Although, I don't think the owner is gonna be too happy about the property damage"
Rook walked by Ben, trying to think up a solution to this problem. He turned, still able to see Ben grow, fiddling with his watch as the lights changed frantically.
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