Cindy enjoyed her shower. She was still feeling the high from her morning run. She still felt great, full of energy. The only problem was that she was really hungry. She felt like she could eat a horse. She decided to go downstairs and raid the pantry when she was done with her shower.
Cindy sang happily the shower. She was satisfied with her final height of 5'9". It was a little taller than average, but not too big. She could still easily find clothes and find a good guy. She didn't like the way her sister acted though, trying to scare her. She had to be careful. Any fear or excess of emotion might cause her to shrink again, and she didn't want to lose an inch. But her sister was just jealous. There was no cause for alarm.
The shower felt great as the warm water caressed her soft skin. It was really helping to ease the slight pain she felt in her limbs and joints. She must have worked them a little harder than she thought. The only problem was that she found herself constantly adjusting the shower head. It was like it kept slipping down, and just hitting her chest. Eventually she had to just bend down to get her hair wet.
After the shower she was disappointed to find that Mary had only left children's towels in the bathroom. They could barely dry her, much less cover her larger adult body. Cindy sighed. Mary would make a lousy parent, but then again she was just a kid. Cindy walked out of the bathroom, with the small towel wrapped around her waist. She needed clean clothes, and only Mary's would fit her now. Even those might be too small, she thought with glee.
As she walked down the hall, Missie and Billy ran up to her. They looked so small to her now. She could hardly believe that they once towered above her, or were any kind of threat.
"Wow, you got tall. Really tall, " said Missie.
"Really tall, " repeated Billy.
"Guess you aint a shrinker no more," said Missie.
"Nope, guess not, " said Cindy, as she ruffled Missie's hair below her.
"Do you think I can get that tall someday?" asked Missie.
"Maybe, when you are older, " said Cindy with a smile.
Cindy entered the kitchen in good spirits.
"Hey, sis. Can I borrow some of your clothes? I don't think mine will fit me anymore, " said Cindy.
Mary turned and dropped the plate she had been washing to the floor. She held her hand up to her mouth in shock and gasped.
"What? What's the big deal?" asked Cindy.
Cindy followed Mary's gaze to see Mark standing beside her. She hadn't noticed him when she entered the room, probably because he was shorter.
Wait?! Shorter? thought Cindy.
Mark was six feet tall, and Cindy found herself staring down at him. She must have grown again! But how tall was she now? She hadn't noticed she was taller than Mary because she was across the room, and kids always seemed shorter. But standing next to Mark it was obvious that she was much bigger. She estimated that she was now about 6'2".
"I think you better call Dr. Johnson. And you better hurry, " said Cindy.
"Why?" said Mary, still recovering from her shock.
Cindy still felt a slight aching in her limbs and joints. "Because I think I am still growing."
She looked at the clock on the wall. Sometime today the growth plates in her bones were going to fuse, making her height change permanent. She wasn't going to let them use the regression treatment on her again. She didn't want to go through that ordeal again, and she didn't even know if her body could handle it a second time. So whatever Dr. Johnson was going to do, he better do it quick. Or she would end up really tall for the rest of her life.