Lauren grabbed her own clothes and tried to chase after Aaron. Her clothes fit loosely. She was still tall at 6'2", but she now had a lanky thin frame. She ran out of her house, trying to determine which way Aaron had gone. The ring had driven him made with power, and she had to stop him. Somehow.
She was about to give up looking, when she saw large crowd of people fleeing from the gym.
Of course, the gym! thought Lauren. I should have looked there first. He must be still trying to get more muscle.
Lauren pushed her way past the fleeing crowd and into the gym. She was shocked by Aaron's appearance. He was now taller, about 7 or 8 feet. But his muscles had quadrupled in size. His biceps were larger than his head, and his thighs were as thick as his waist. He looked liked some kind of weird grossly exaggerated cartoon of a female body builder. She wondered if he could even move like that. She approached him slowly and cautiously. He seemed to be upset.
"Calm down, Aaron, " said Lauren. "Everything will be okay. Just come home with me, and we will figure something out."
"But you don't understand. I want to get bigger, get more muscle. But I just can't seem to get tall enough. Everyone runs away, and I can't hold onto them long enough. Can you give me a few inches, maybe a foot?" said Aaron pitifully.
Lauren shook her head. "I think you have had enough for one day. Let's go home and talk about this."
Aaron looked around the room wildly, trying to find someone he could steal more from. He spotted a picture on the wall, and got an idea. He ran out of the gym, tearing the door frame apart as he left. Lauren looked at the picture and shuddered. It was a picture of a giraffe. Surely the ring wouldn't work with animals. Lauren didn't want to find out. She chased after Aaron.
She found him in the Natural History museum across the street. He had his hand on the leg of a large Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was a model with a full skeleton covered by some type of synthetic skin. A wounded security guard lay at her feet.
"Aaron, stop! You can't! Not with that!" said Lauren.
"But I have to. I need more muscle. It feels so good when I grow. But I need to be taller to pack anymore on. And there is nothing taller than this!" said Aaron.
He focused, wishing to be the size of the beast. The skin began to deflate, as the bones rapidly shrank. Aaron's own bones grew longer and thicker, shooting him up taller. The bones seemed to be affecting his posture. He hunched over a bit, and he had to stand on the balls of his feet as they stretched longer. But Aaron didn't care. It felt so good. Even better than before. He wanted more, he wanted it all!
The skin rapidly deflated. The bones were now shorter than Aaron, and he had to step on them with a clawed foot to maintain contact. A long thick tail erupted from his back. But Aaron was not concerned. It felt so right. Finally, the bones were no taller than a child's toy. Aaron was twenty feet tall. He still looked mostly human, with soft tan skin. But he had long clawed feet, a thick tan tail, and sharp dagger teeth. The muscle was spread a little more evenly across his body again. He no longer looked like a body builder, more like a fitness instructor again. But the strength was still there. Just hidden by the length of his body.
He smiled, exposing his wicked sharp teeth and pondering what to do next.