Chapter #5A machine in the junk by: izzybizzy   "Mom, I don't get why we can't just throw this old junk away," Georgia complained, her voice echoing through the cluttered garage. She held up a dusty, forgotten board game, its pieces scattered and missing.
Tina, her mother, huffed as she squinted at the game through her reading glasses. "Because, Georgia, you never know when something might be useful again. Besides, your father and I had some good times with this." She placed the game gently back on the shelf, her eyes lingering on the faded box.
"But it's from the '90s!"
"And you're from the '90s," Tina retorted with a smirk, her green eyes gleaming with mischief. "Now, keep searching. I know there's a box of Christmas decorations around here somewhere."
Their conversation was interrupted by a strange humming sound. It grew louder as it seemed to come closer. They both turned to the corner of the garage, where a tarp-covered object began to vibrate. With a gasp, Tina rushed over and pulled the tarp away, revealing an ancient, metallic contraption with lights flashing in a pattern that was eerily mesmerizing.
"What in the world is this?" Georgia whispered, her curiosity piqued despite her skepticism.
Tina's eyes widened. "It...it looks like something your dad was working on before he..." Her voice trailed off, a hint of sadness in her tone. She cleared her throat and leaned closer, examining the device. It was definitely one of her late husband's inventions, but she couldn't place it. There was something about it that was...familiar.
The device suddenly beeped, and a small screen flickered to life. "Accessing... Growth Module," a robotic voice announced. "Please select desired enhancement program."
Tina's hand hovered over the buttons, her curiosity getting the better of her. She'd always been fascinated by her husband's creations, even if she didn't always understand them. "Maybe we should see what this does," she murmured, more to herself than to Georgia.
"Mom, I don't think that's a good idea," Georgia said nervously.
Ignoring her daughter's protests, Tina selected the first program: "Muscle Boost." She stepped back, expecting...something. Nothing happened.
"Well, that was a waste of time," she said, turning to leave.
But as she did, she felt a peculiar sensation in her arm. It grew stronger, a tingling that began to spread throughout her body. Her muscles started to tense, and she felt a sudden jolt of energy.
"What the—?" she managed to gasp before the room around her began to shrink.
"Mom? Mom!" Georgia's voice grew distant, her panic barely audible as Tina grew larger and larger, her clothes straining against her swelling body. She stumbled backward, her eyes wide with shock, her mind racing.
Tina looked down at her arms and watched in astonishment as her biceps bulged to the size of watermelons. Her skin stretched tight over the newfound muscle, veins popping out like rivers on a map of power. Her breasts, already large, ballooned upward and outward, pushing her shirt to its limits. The fabric groaned and finally gave way, the buttons flying off like shrapnel as her D-cups swelled into massive, firm globes that defied gravity.
Her legs grew longer, the muscles in her thighs thickening and rippling as she tried to regain her balance. Her jeans split at the seams, revealing powerful, sculpted legs that looked like they could crush a car. Her calves bulged, and her feet grew until her sneakers burst open like overripe fruit. Each step she took sent tremors through the garage floor, the concrete cracking under the pressure.
Her height grew until she was taller than the garage door. She had to duck her head to avoid smashing it open. Her ass grew rounder, fuller, until it was as wide as a small car, her hips stretching the fabric of her shirt until it tore away, leaving her in her underwear. The sight of her mother's body expanding was both terrifying and fascinating to Georgia.
Tina's head was now level with the ceiling, and she had to lean over to see her daughter, who was now a tiny speck in the vastness of her new form. She reached out a giant hand to reassure her, but Georgia cowered, unsure of what to do.
"It's okay," Tina said, her voice booming in the enclosed space. "It's just a...a growth spurt."
But she knew it was more than that. As she grew, she felt not just power, but an uncontrollable rage building inside her. Her muscles flexed and bulged, each movement more exaggerated than the last. It was as if she'd been plugged into a live electrical current, and the power was coursing through her, making her feel unstoppable.
The device beeped again, and the robotic voice spoke. "Enhancement program complete. Would you like to select another program?"
Tina, now a towering giantess, her mind racing with confusion and a strange, newfound hunger for more power, looked down at the tiny screen. Her finger hovered over the next button, her heart pounding in her massive chest.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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