After a few moments thought you decide against phoning the number and reach for the remote instead. You turn the TV back on and find the same advert playing again. You change channel and the ad is there as well. You quickly begin to scan through the channels but stop when you realise that the advert is all you can receive. You sit transfixed to your television.
"Have you had a bad day? Been made to feel inadequate as a result?" The advert seems to pause for response. "If so, we are here to help!" The image starts to roll and then repeats again. "Have YOU had a bad day? Been made to feel INADEQUATE as a result?" It pauses once more. You stare straight into the screen.
"I've had a lousy day, alright?!" you shout toward the TV. "Now just go away and leave me to my telly viewing!" The screen goes black for a moment and then a woman's face appears. It smiles at you.
As the mysterious female face smiles at you, you begin to feel warm all over. You look down at your body to see what is causing it only to find that you are starting to grow.
Your chest begins to swell and bulge as your pecks increase in size. Your stomach fat shrinks away and is replaced with set of washboard abs. Your shoulders begin to broaden as your biceps and triceps increase in size and your legs begin to beef up also. You feel your feet begin to enlarge and as they do so your boxers start to feel tight. You pull your waistband away from your six pack and your dick flops out and reaches well above your navel while you're still soft.
"Oh man, this is freaky." You close your eyes wondering if it is a dream. The face on the television screen giggles at you.
"The best is still to come." it says and as you open your eyes to see what she means you begin to grow taller. Luckily you live in a house with very high 12' ceilings. You are still sat down but your head soon reaches the 6' mark and still you continue to grow, 7', 8', 10'. Your head hits the 12' ceiling and you stop growing. Your boxers have only just survived your growth spurt and now look like a pair of speedos that are two sizes too small for you. You sit there and work out your size. If you were able to stand up now your full hight would be 25 feet tall but you stay sat down as you don't want to destroy your house.
The face smiles at you again. "I told you the best was still to come."
"But why? And how?" you stutter back in reply.
"Why? Because you don't deserve to be miserable. How? With a little will power. You can do it now. If you want to grow then you simply will, to any size you can imagine."
"But how do I get out of the house?"
"You can always shrink down to normal if you need to. But no smaller, mind. That is not possible with this kind of magic."
"Thank you." you manage to say before the female face disappears. You look at your body and want to see how big you can really get. You shrink down to normal and go outside so that you don't destroy your house. A pile of ruins might start a panic. You stand in the middle of your back garden holding your now over sized boxers around your waist and begin to imagine that...
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