Gloria eagerly fiddled around with the Chronivac and altered her stats to 7’ tall with long luscious teal hair. Hitting enter Gloria bit her bottom lip as she began inching upwards from 4’7” to 5 and upwards and onwards as her scalp began itching and her wispy grey hair began growing out and thickening returning from grey to her brunette color she hadn’t seen in years and greenish blue strands began weaving it’s way through gradually dominating her scalp as she surpassed the 6 foot mark. Flexing her stretching limbs during her final growth spurt Gloria bellowed out a husky resonating chuckle. Putting her wrinkled veiny hands over her mouth before making a satisfied smirk “Looks like this gal needs a shopping trip!”
Shutting down the program a dragging it into an
ubiquitous Recipe folder and powering down the computer the wood creaking with the rumbling thunder made from Gloria’s manicured feet. Improvised clothing was made from her husband Lyle’s dungarees from when he was heavier cut so they could snugly fit over her huge veiny separated quads, a pair of her husband’s men’s size 12 work boots that to her relief felt a little loose to her and a faded hockey jersey that hung like a Belly shirt on her massive hard yet busty chest.
Getting in her old red station wagon it groaned and the shocks on her side bent from her dense form. Turning on a country radio station she headed off to the shopping mall.