This choice: She finds herself in posession of a real, working size changing ray • Go Back...Chapter #3She finds herself in posession of a real, worki... by: R_12   Allison had gone out for her morning jog like usual and despite a few glances and gawks at her immense size and beauty, she pushed through it just like every morning. She made it back home, the sun peeking over the horizon, the cool air blowing across her scales, but before she could even open the door, her room mate and best friend, Jessica, burst through.
"Alli! You got a package!" The arctic fox said in her usual excited tone of voice. Before Allison could even react, Jessica grabbed a hand and pulled the large T-Rex into the apartment, slamming the door behind her with a bang. A large brown box was thrust into her arms with enough force to push her large ass into the couch, which protested with ominous creaks. Jessica grinned, dressed in a midriff revealing shirt and shorts, looking like she was dressed to party which wasn't far from the truth.
"I gotta get going. I'll be back later today." Jessica grabbed her back pack and hoisted it over her shoulder. She paused at the door and turned to look at the T-Rex. "Hey, wanna come to a party tonight?"
Allison smirked, rolling her eyes at the question.
"You know the answer to that, Jess."
"Mmmkay! Maybe I'll bring a friend home for ya. Bye!" She teased. She quickly pulled open the door and left before Allison could respond With another bang, she was gone, out to do something wild and interesting, unlike Allison who preferred being out of the limelight.
Now, left with the package, she tore through the tape. There was no information on the label where the package came from, and she didn't remember ordering anything online. She figured it might be something extra from one of her online stores that she special orders her clothing from.With the last tape ripped off, the box opened. Digging through the packing peanuts, her hand hit cold metal. Allison pulled it out, sending packing peanuts nearly flying out of the box.
In her hand was a gun, or something similar to a gun. It looked like a bright polished revolver. It still had spinning cylinder, but instead of a hammer and chambers for bullets, the cylinder was a solid piece and had numbers etched into the metal on the back facing the person holding the gun, where the chambers would be. Allison turned the cylinder. It gave a satisfying click as it turned, not too loose but not hard to turn at all. Upon further examination, she saw that the numbers on the back of the chamber were displayed through a window in the spot where the hammer would be. The numbers were 1/50, 1/25, 1/12, 1/6, 1/3 1/2, 3/4, and 1. It continued on to 5/4, 2, 3, 6, 12, 25, 50, all around the back face of the cylinder.
Where a safety would be, a little switch changed the settings to where the cylinder would 'click' number to number, what Allison would assume to be the normal setting, to an extremely loose setting, the cylinder spinning freely. There was still a clicking between numbers, but it was the fast, Hollywood type where the cylinder would be spun before being flipped back into place.
Allison looked it over. To her, it seemed like a toy gun, but the numbers didn't make sense for a toy. She wrapped her fingers around the handle, just big enough to fit. Just barely. She fiddled with the switch, playing around with the loose setting, spinning the cylinder a few times, enjoying the satisfying sound of the cylinder. With no apparent danger she pulls the trigger.
Suddenly, a beam shoots out of the barrel of the toy gun, striking her in her foot! She screams in surprise, jumping out of the couch and the gun tumbling onto the couch cushions. A sudden wave of dizziness hits her as...
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