Malcolm felt himself grow a few inches.
it was a bit noticeable, for his clothes seemed to look... tighter.
Of course, Becky had failed to take into account that the shrinking spell would have no effect on clothing.
Malcolm sighed, and shook his head. 'That ain't right. Maybe I'm hallucinating', Malcolm erroneously surmised. he seemed to be a bit taller than before.
dismissing it, he set back to work, unpacking his clothes.
suddenly, he began to feel lightheaded.
he felt... funny.
"Whoa." he said, feeling incredibly funny. "I feel... strange."
he didn't know it, but his growth was gradually working.
His slippers seemed to no longer fit his feet. he took them off, and wriggled his toes. to his surprise, his feet looked bigger than before.
He bent down to check his feet out, then...
RRRRRIIIIP.
HIS pants split right down the middle.
"Oh my!" Malcolm said. "What on earth did Lucy do to the laundry before we moved in?!"