Cindy and Tanya weren't the shortest roommates in the building before, and now Tanya had just shot up to 6'3"!!!
Cindy was two inches taller before, but now would shorter by four inches...
Tanya yawns loudly, volume perhaps coming from her new size. Cindy sneaks down the hall into her room.
Tanya speaks now, voice sound tired. "Cindy? You home?"
"Uh, yeah..." She gulps. She slides the bag of perfumes under her bed.
"Did we get a new potpurri?"
Cindy laughs, looking at the "Height(+)" perfume in her hand. She uncaps it.
"Uh, yeah," she says, spritzing herself with it. "I forget the name of it, though."
A warmth runs through her body.
"Oh." another voice responds.
Cindy feels her pants tightening around her thighs. She kicks off her shoes and looks down at her body as the floor moves farther away from her eyes. She grins.
"Why?" she asks, smirking. "Is it bad? Do you not like it?"
The couch creaks as, presumably, Tanya stands up.
"Naw, it's okay. Just wondering. It's fine."
The end of Tanya's sentence is punctuated by a scritching sound, as Cindy's shirt tightens around her chest and shoulders.
"Ooh wee..." she exclaims quietly.
Cindy removes her shirt, which began to show some midriff, and puts on a longer tank top.
The warmth gets faint in her body, and she has grown to 6'7".
She steps out of her room to go into the bathroom, only to see Tanya already heading in there. She smiles at Cindy.
"Morning," Cindy smiles, seeing that she's taller than her friend again, by about the same margin.
The door closes. Cindy crosses her arms, leaning against the wall.