Cally decided she wanted to go out to guage the reactions to her new figure. Deciding she might need the
remaining artifacts, Cally grabbed her purse and walked over to the box and emptied the remaining contents
into its pockets. Walking over to her door, Cally paused to take a deep breath before throwing the door open
and walking through. Walking down the hall, Cally ran into her RA, who simply said "Hi Cally" and walked off
without a second glance. "Interesting" Cally thought. "She didn't notice anything different." As she continued
walking, she received a variety of reactions: interest, indifference, some smiles, some frowns. But no one
seemed to think that her cheerleader appearance was in the slightest but unusual. "I guess this reality shift
stuff really works."
As she turned a corner she came to a section of hallway that was nearly deserted. Only one door was open,
and as she walked past it, Cally glanced inside the room and saw a single person inside. Looking around to
make sure no one was watching, Cally decided this would be the perfect time to see just what the limits of the
ring were.
Lydia Benson was a blond haired new freshmen whom Cally had run into once or twice. Short at barely 5', she
had a bit of extra weight on her frame, most of it in her breast and rear giving her a voluptuous figure
despite her size. Now, moving around her room tidying up, she didn't notice Cally standing in the hallway.
Cally, deciding how best to test the ring, settled on starting with Lydia'a most notable characteristics.
Pointing the ring at her victim, Cally quietly whispered "Tall, thin, brunette."
Lydia stopped abruptly, as a strange feeling passed over her, almost as if she was stretching. Feeling dizzy, she looked down, Lydia was momentarily confused to notice a mess of brown hair fall in front of her eyes only to notice with even greater confusion that the ground seemed to be getting further away. Startled, she noticed her pant legs and sleeves moving up her arms and legs as her limbs lengthened before her eye. The shirt Lydia was wearing soon began looking more like a sports bra as her torso grew longer and longer. As her height increased rapidly, her body slimmed, losing its voluptuousness and becoming much more trim. Her muscles toned as the Lydia's body seemed to be making up for all her years of lack of growth in seconds. Her short stumpy legs became long elegant poles, her arms stretched, even her neck elongated, becoming almost swanlike. She shot past 6', eventually settling at a lanky 6'5", leaving the former blond standing in her room in ill- fitting clothing wondering if she'd just suffered a nervous breakdown, or if this nightmare was real.