Tricia ran over to the five year old, picking up the remote. She saw a white flash come out of the remote and hit Jamie in the chest. She ran over to the small child to see if she was okay.
Tricia bent down to inspect the 5 year old. There didn't appear to be any scratches or bleeding. "Are you okay, Jamie?" she asked.
The five year old shook her head, though she seemed on the verge of tears. Probably afraid of getting in trouble.
"Oh, it's okay," Tricia said, hugging the small child to her body. "I won't tell anyone you went through my stuff." They stayed there for a few moments, before Tricia broke off the hug and stood up, smiling down at Jamie.
Just then, the 18 year noticed that Jamie was inching upward. But that was impossible, right? She watched, as her young charge stood there, smiling. Within the next minute, Jamie had grown from Tricia's bellybutton to the bottom of her breasts.
"What the hell?" Tricia asked, backing away from the child.
By the end of the next minute, Jamie was almost the same height as her babysitter and was showing no signs of slowing down. In a panic, Tricia looked down at the remote still in her hands, trying to find a way to reverse the effects.
"This can't be happening. This can't be happening," the 18 year old said repeatedly, trying to convince herself this was all part of a crazy dream or something.
She looked up to see Jamie staring down at her. She noticed the five year old was a good six inches taller than her now. And was still growing!
Tricia turned around momentarily, to concentrate better on figuring out how the remote worked. There were so many controls: everything from height to weight to sexual orientation. Why didn't she notice this when she bought the remote?!
Another minute passed and Tricia saw a large shadow behind her. She slowly turned around, not knowing how large the 5 year old had grown. She was shocked to find she barely reached the chest of the massive child now. She was staring up at a 7 foot tall kindergartner!
"Well," Tricia said, addressing the giant 5 year old. "At least your clothes grew along with your body." Jamie laughed at this, which in turn caused Tricia to laugh a little, as well.
Jamie reached down and plucked the remote out of Tricia's hand, sticking it in the large front pocket of her overalls. She then stuck out a hand for her babysitter to grab.
Reluctantly, the 18 year old grabbed the huge hand of the 5 year old and the two walked upstairs, the stairs creaking loudly under the weight of the massive child.
"This is going to be a very interesting day," Tricia thought to herself as they entered Jamie's room.