With a grin, Timothy drew back his legs and crouched in his living room. Turning, he felt the floor creak dangerously under his weight and the remains of some of his furnature crack as his twenty-two-foot-tall form brushed against them. Aiming his feet carefully, he half-closed his eyes and licked his lips...
"Here goes nothing..." he rumbled.
With a kick, the growing man thrust his legs violently towards the side wall of his home. Timbers and brick burst under the sudden assualt and his entire home rocked and teetered for a moment. The thrill ran through him as he felt how easily he burst through the wall of his dwelling.
Crawling on hand and knee, the titan slowly squeezed through the "shrinking" hole he'd just made in his two-story home. Slowly, he crept out into the salvage yard and stood up.
The feet fell away from him as he got to his feet; giant muscles flexed and his bones and limbs creaked as he got up. He watched as his house seemed to fall away from him, looking as it might from a neighborning building. His huge, naked, toned body loomed over the damaged structure and he chuckled as he realized the roof only came up to his chest ... he had to be about thirty feet tall!