The giraffe and lion had both now fallen asleep in the middle of the library floor and were still laying on top of each other freshly sexed. They both dozed peacefully, the only movement breathing.
“I’m going to put her back on two legs again first and then go from there.” Todd explained, and pressed several buttons on the remote with it pointed at the dimetrodon.
Todd and Carrie watched with interest as the old creature, still curled up in pure abject terror, slowly began to grow. The librarian, too, felt she was changing once more and hissed her alarm as she turned onto her stomach and craned her head back to watch what was happening. Slowly but surely her back thighs thickened and her legs began to lengthen. The librarian’s eyes widened as she watched her front legs do the same, slowly lengthening. She hadn’t realized she had been slowly enlarging the whole time and she was getting quite huge, about eight feet long. In no time her back legs were longer than the fronts and she slowly rose to stand uneasily. The trunk of her torso began to thicken and return to more humanized proportions and the librarian rose once more onto two legs, though she had to grab one of the shelves in her front paws to steady herself, still a little hunched over.
Soon her spine righted itself and she was standing properly, her legs fully lengthened, though her heels had risen and she was standing on the front of her thick toes. Her neck had lengthened back and she had a full range of human motion to her head. Her arms still grew longer and her thumbs returned, much to her apparent relief, and soon she had five-fingered human hands back. Aside from that she retained her dimetrodon features, right down to her tall back sail. Now the librarian noticed for the first time her incredible height as her change finished. She was now an astounding sixteen feet tall. She blinked and looked up, finding her nose just inches away from the vaulted ceiling. No longer needing to brace herself on the bookshelf she took several steps back and marveled at her height and the animal couple lying in the middle of the library snoozing.
Now the old dimetrodon woman looked down at herself and her eyes widened not in horror but amazement. She stroked her withered and wrinkled reptilian skin and looked at her rear to see the long dangling tail held limply behind her. As she was standing there, not quite sure what to make of it all, Todd and Carrie sat with mouths agape.
“Whoa. She got… huge.” Carrie gasped.
“It’s odd,” Todd began, “I didn’t program her growth. Apparently it’s being turned into an anthro that enlarged her so much. There may be a glitch with the conversion or she grew relatively as a human. I can’t be sure.”
“Are you done with her?” Carrie asked.
“No, no, not yet.” Todd decided. He looked over the sagging wrinkled skin of his dimetrodon woman, her lack of any femininity, completely faded muscle mass, her rough aged hide pock marked and worn. She looked quite sad as she was. Perhaps he should perk her up a bit and make some improvements.