Jeff grinned suddenly as he had a hilarious image appear in his strange mind. His sister looked like a giraffe, with that long neck and the long limbs. He scrolled through the basic options on the Chronivac emitter and found “species” listed on his sister’s profile.
He changed her species from “human” to “giraffe” and then pressed enter. He wanted her to be completely aware of this and made it quick.
Sitting in the chair looking at herself in awe, sister felt a strange tingling all over her young body. She gulped and then gasped out loud in pleasure as tiny orange hairs began to sprout all over her prepubescent body. Sister’s neck began to grow longer, and longer, and longer. Her face pushed out into a muzzle, her ears grew long and pointed. Two horns sprouted from her head, as did a long furry tail. Sister’s torso barreled out considerably, her hips snapped and her arms crackled as she shifted into a quadroped. She got taller and taller, her already stretched and lanky frame growing into a giraffe. Her hands and feet turned to hooves, her fur grew brown splotchy markings over the straw orange as it filled in, and her clothes tore away as she inflated with an animal’s muscle, which filled out her comically childish frame to less absurd proportions, thickening her chest, belly, neck, and legs.
And then it was over, and instead of a stretched out little girl there sat a very surprised looking giraffe, blinking and craning her six foot neck down to look at herself in shock. “Whoa!” Sister said simply, and gently got up from the chair and set down on all four of her new hooves for the first time.
Her height was now amazing. The change of species had made her already tall body even taller. She stood a full twelve feet tall, six feet of it her neck, and had to bend awkwardly to stand up all the way.
Jeff chose this moment to walk into the room casually, completely unfazed by the fact his sister was now a very tall giraffe.
“Jeff!” Sister said excitedly, clapping her hooves on the kitchen floor, “Look what happened to me! I got tall!”
“You sure did!” Jeff giggled, quite touched by his sister’s childish amusement at her plight.
Sister tried walking on her four legs and stumbled slightly. “It’s hard walking on my hands!” She announced, grinning madly. “Do you see, Jeff? Do you see?! I’m a giraffe just like Geoffrey on the TV!”
Ah yes, the Toys R Us mascot. Jeff giggled. “You sure are, sis! Only you’re a girl giraffe!”
“Well, duh!” Sister said mockingly, and proceeded to walk very shakily over Jeff. Even as a young giraffe her very increased height allowed her to tower over him. His eyes only reached the top of her front legs and she had to bend her long gangly neck to look down at him, even as it brushed the ceiling.
“Can we go outside and play? My new body rocks! I wanna play!” Sister asked, grinning a big toothy giraffe grin.
“Sure!” Jeff said, giggling, “Why not, sis?”
The giraffe sister let out a hoot of joy and sprang energetically towards the sliding door of the house, falling over more than once, before pulling the door open with one of her front legs and bounding outside into the grass of the yard.
“This is going to get some looks.” Jeff laughed, and grabbed the emitter and followed his little sister turned giraffe outside.