Jill was basking in the sensations of her new body when she had a horrible thought. She was hot, and would only get hotter as all the potential assets she’d stolen kicked in, but she wouldn’t be getting any taller. Sue had stolen all her growth from her and she hadn’t grown an inch taller since she was nine. She had been tall for a 9 year old, but was now extremely short for a 13 year old, and 4’8” wasn’t exactly what supermodels were made of.
Getting up from her seat, Jill strolled around the mall until she found a really tall woman working in a clothing store. She had to be at least 6’4” and Jill knew she was perfect. Setting the gun to Height with the plus end pointed at herself, Jill let rip. She stole 8” from the woman, leaving her a respectable 5’8” and bringing Jill up to 5’4”. That was nice, but she still wouldn’t grow any taller than that, so she targeted a little girl in the bookstore next door and stole 10 seconds worth of potential height.
She was almost finished, but there was one more item on her list. She couldn’t believe how much improved her hair was after all the stealing she’d done. It was soft and shimmery and fell past her butt in silky copper colored waves. However, she’d had one extreme, and now wanted the other. She’d had short, thin, drab hair and now she wanted exactly the opposite. Her hair was already long and shiny, but it wasn’t yet thick enough. She wanted hair like what those girls in the shampoo commercials had, only thicker. She had noticed earlier that when she had stolen the hair off a little girl, she had not only gotten length, but a bit of thickness as well. If that was the way it worked, then that’s what she’d do.
Jill went back to the hair salon where she’d stolen all of one woman’s femininity and looked at the women waiting in line. There were two old ladies, a middle aged woman and a girl who looked to be about 18. Jill switched the gun to hair and fired at the three older women for about 20 seconds each. Her hair was brushing the floor now and the three ladies caught sight of themselves in a mirror across from them and each decided they didn’t really need that trim after all. That only left the teenager, a bit puzzled about the other ladies’ departures. Jill looked at her fabulous mane and decided it still needed a bit more body, despite already being about twice as thick as most girls’ hair. She pointed the gun at the teenaged girl and pulled the trigger. At first it seemed like nothing was happening, the girl’s shoulder length, tight curly hair wasn’t getting much shorter. Her scalp was tingling fiercely though and the pleasure was disrupting her concentration. She looked down and saw about two feet of coppery tresses piled at her feet. The girl in the salon only looked like she’d lost a few inches though. Then it hit her; the girl’s hair was so curly it would probably reach her waist if the straightened it, so what Jill was stealing was even less noticeable than normal. Jill lost her awareness in the pleasure radiating from her scalp for a minute, or five, before she thought to look over again. The girl with the super-curly hair now sported a mane that only reached her chin, and seemed to have shrunk in towards her skull as it lost thickness. She too then looked up, saw herself in the mirror and wondered why she was in the salon at all. Jill looked down at her feet to see the pile of shimmering copper tresses and decided that hair she could lose her whole arm in was thick enough. She draped her 9 foot locks over one arm and entered the salon for a much needed trim.
Coming out an hour later, with her super-thick mane cut back to the bottom of her heart-shaped ass, Jill wondered what to do next with the gun.