Jen had been plodding on for days, by now her legs felt absolutely natural, and she had started to like them a lot. It was late afternoon when Jen's legs crested a hill, just down the hill, about a few hundred yards was a beach. Jen wasn't paying attention to what was on the beach so she just assumed that she would keep these stripper legs, but she didn't see something huge just under the hill before the beach.
A sculpture, made entirely of sand, had been made for an art piece, the photographer long gone, and no one around, they had assumed the sculpture would collapse and the sand returned to the beach. The sculpture was that of a giant woman, it was about three hundred feet long, from head to toe, her hips massive and voluptuous, legs sleek and long. Jen's legs tripped over the edge of the hill and fell down, crashing into the sculpture, she hit the sand face first. Jen cursed the self moving legs, and felt them start to get back up, but they felt larger, more bulky. It hit her when her knees bent and she felt the wind rush past her, looking down she screamed as she realized she was now only halfway up, her legs continued to stand up and she screamed in horror. Her new gigantic and sexy legs were a proud one hundred and fifty feet tall, her waist risen far above them, making her look ridiculous, her legs took one step and her foot was in the water, she toppled, her massive ass hitting the sand. All she could do was cry and scream as she gazed at the legs, half as long as a football field they took up her entire view. She sat for hours afraid of moving her apartment building size legs, she then got the courage to start small and...