"Now are you sure this is going to work?" Vera Cartington said to the frail old man who held a small green bottle in his hand "beacuse if it dosn't old man, your gonna be truly sorry for screwing with me and stealing the five grand I already gave you" she looked at him coldly.
The old man shook his head "Oh, I promise you Ms. Cartington you will be most pleased, most pleased" he told her then tried to hand her the bottle, but she snatched it from his bony hand, and without another word she popped the top and put it to her mouth and gulped it down in one swallow.
Vera, let out a small burp the gave the old man a big smile. She could already feel the effects. She went out to the middle of the field in the back of her estate, and almost in an instant Vera began to grow. And grow and grow and grow. When she stopped Vera was a towering 100 feet tall. She checked herself over, the old man was right she thought, her clothes has somehow grown with her. She looked down at the now tiny old man and laughed, "Ohh, you poor tiny sap, you really don't know what you just did do you?" she laughed even harder and it echoed in the canyon below the mansion she owned.
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