“I could make you shorter,” Todd said.
“Hey, don’t you even think about it,” said Carrie. “Just make me taller already. I feel way too shrimpy.” At 4’8”, she was barely chest high to him.
“Say, ‘Please.’”
“Don’t you start that again. Just make me bigger,” she said, looking up at him like a pleading child.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes!” she shouted and stamped her foot. “Make me taller!”
He gave her a mischievous smile. “Okay, you asked for it.”
He activated the remote, and she immediately felt herself growing again. This time she started sprouting up like a time lapse film of a growing tree. Her stumpy legs stretched longer and longer. Out of relief, she let out a sigh. She flew past her original 5’2” and was just passing 5’10” when she started looking worried.
“Hey, that’s enough!” she said.
He laughed.
“I thought you wanted to be taller,” he said as she passed 6’2”.
“You know what I meant! Stop it already!”
“Okay, okay. Have it your way, stretch.” He let up off of the button.
“You and your nicknames…” She looked down past her now relatively smaller DD-cup breasts. Her feet seemed a mile away from her now. She almost felt vertigo looking at the floor. “How tall am I now?”
“Six and a half feet tall,” he said gazing up at her. Her legs were now three and a half feet long and curvy as ever. He was breast high with her now, which is where his eyes were focused.
“Um, enjoying the view, shorty?” she asked leaning down to his level.
“Just making experimental observations,” he said and grinned sheepishly. Standing before him was an absolute Amazon goddess. “You could go out for the basketball team now, or volleyball.”
“Or I could get a job changing light bulbs,” she said looking down again. She lifted a foot. “Wow, what is that? A size 12?”
“Maybe a size 14.”
She looked at him apparently surprised. “So?”
“So, what?”
“I can’t believe you didn’t just call me Bigfoot.”
“I’m a bigger man than that.”
“Not from my perspective.” She put her large hands on his shoulders and pulled him to her. He felt like a boy standing next to her.
“What’s next, Shorty?” she asked.