By the time the food arrived, the changes were really starting to build on the three hapless girls.
Denise excitedly picked up her fork, wondering why it felt so weird and small in her hand, and shrugged as she eagerly began munching into her salad. Her ears were beggining to grow into an oval shape. Her face was starting to press forward into a muzzle as her nose merged into her growing upper jaw. Her shape was starting to looked stretched out. Her neck was significantly longer. And all over her skin, at least the parts that could be seen, very faint brown splotches began to appear. As she ate, her tail snaked over her jeans, growing in length and thickness, and began to sway and twitch happily. Already covered in distinctive brown and gold giraffe patterns, the people at the table behind poor Denny pointed quietly and stared.
It was Sam who finally noticed something was amiss. Her sandwich filled both hands and seemed huge... because she was getting tiny. "Uh... they really give you good portions here, huh?" Her shoe fell to the floor with a thud as she took a bite.
"W-What..." Monique stared at her own food and her sleek and beautiful face screwed up in confusion. "Mine seems small." She was now gaining size and definition like crazy, having topped over six and a half feet. Her bust was now swollen and bigger, and her clothes were straining against her increased dimensions.
"Mmmph!" Denise couldn't help herself, she dipped her lengthening face into her bowl of salad, raising it off the table in her hands, and munched like the animal she was becoming. The other girls stared at her and there was a gasp as the weird hybrid giraffe woman lowered her bowl, her face animalistic and longer, and licked dressing off the front of her blunt snout with a six inch tongue. "What?"
"Holy shitttt!" Sam stared. She looked down at her shoe on the ground as the other one clattered to the floor of their table, and she saw herself slowly sinking into her too big clothes. "G-Guys... I... I..."
Denise gasped as she raised a hand up and saw her giraffe patterns emerging on her skin. She looked back in shock and squeeled as her tail swayed behind her.
Realizing, Monique looked down at herself and her eyes went wide. "Oh!" She said. "Oh my God!"
Ty stared in wonder as the girls looked back to him.
"Y-You're seeing this, right?!" Denny cried, suddenly letting out a cry as she *felt* the stretching this time, her entire frame soaking up size and height as her legs grew out, straining her clothes, her torso elongated, raising her shirt up, and her neck stretched to inhuman length.
Carefully, Denise stepped on shaky legs and stood up. Her feet felt real weird. She raised slowly, her head almost touching the lights above their table, and she realized she was standing well over seven feet tall now. "Guys..." The giraffe hybrid whispered. "We have to go. Now."
Sam didn't need any coaxing. Her tiny self scrambled to her feet and picked up the dangling length of her pants in her hands. Shrouded in clothes that had fit fine just a short while ago, the diminished Asian grabbed Denise's hand like a child and yanked her on. The shocked quarter giraffe followed, eyes wide, pausing to grow some more with audible and intense stretching noises, and smashed her head on the way out the door.
"Ow! Fuck!" Denise cried. Everybody turned to see the commotion but few understood what they were seeing.
In a panic, Monique grabbed her wallet, struggling to get her bigger hand in a smaller pocket strained against her thigh, ripped out her wallet, seams popping along her pants, and threw down $200. "C-Come in, kid! Shit's weird."
The bigger black girl huffed as she felt the pinch of her straining clothes and together they hit the exit. When she reached the exit and headed back into the mall's entrance, she gasped.
"O-Oh my God!" Monique stood, staring in awe at a straining Denise in half-ripped apart clothes. Her friend was starting to sprout fine prickles of fur all over, her face was warped well beyond human, and her height had practically exploded in the last few minutes. She was almost eight feet tall now, mostly leg and neck, and the sharp points of growing and merging toes were ripping out the fronts of her shoes. Small bumps were forming on the top of her head, her ears had grown large and rounded. The poor girl stood helplessly with onlookers stopping and staring. Normally modest and shy, she was mortified. She clutched her arms around herself and trembled, even her knee length tail looking crestfallen.
This dwarfed Sam, who was now barely four foot tall and still steadily shrinking. The little Asian stared up at the others in confused shock. "I-I'm so tiny." She whimpered, her voice having raised an octave. She struggled to hold up her pants.
Monique rushed forward to both, scooping up tiny Sam in her arms, and grabbed Denise's bigger heavier hand in hers just in time to feel her fingers starting to stiffen and merge together. They looked at each other nervously as Monique realized she stood as tall as Denise's shoulder. She was huge too!
"C-Car! Get to the fucking car!" Sam called, whimpering.
Ty followed the frantic girls as they ran through the doors, the two tall things ducking under, and made for the parking lot.