"Paul," she asks, "could you make me bigger please?" she asks sweetly.
"Oh, fine. Just because I'm a nice person." You picture her growing and she starts to grow again. With her head pressed tightly against the ceiling, she sits down and watches her legs stretch closer to her window. You open your eyes to her foot the same height as your waist. You watch it slide past you, getting taller and wider. You follow her leg up to her crouched form smiling at you.
"Watch out," she said, "it's time for the best part." She then pushes against the ceiling. The header beams crack and splinter and the floor starts to really creak louder under her increasing weight. You run into the hallway as the floor collapses into the kitchen. Your girlfriend quickly stands up, her naval continues to rise through the hole and you run outside to see how big she finally is. As you reach the bottom step you do a double take at the kitchen. Her foot has completly filled the room. Her dark blue toes point at you and you look out the window to see her ankle out in her backyard. You bolt out the door to see her at 100 feet tall and then she...
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