New Slow Growth Story

[merritstone]

Originally Posted by Logan73

Well spotted! Merritstone's Magic Wand is one of my very favorite stories ever, and a major inspiration. Also stories by Marknew (minus the violence and muscle growth) and the classic Five Percent by Nadie8

Really? Thanks, I'm touched. Glad to know people like my stuff. BTW. Sparking similar ideas is exactly what I hoped would happen when i started sharing my prose.

I love the start you've got. I enjoy that Sandy doesn't understand she's growing, exploring it only from Peter's perspective is a cool way to displaying the universal changes.

[Logan73]

Chapter 3 - Now with friendlier formatting!

Peter’s eyes dashed across the paper, then he started again, this time more slowly. Something unexpected had happened, all right, but without a lot more study, Peter had no idea what – or more importantly – why. He pulled a calculator down from a shelf and was preparing to do some serious calculations when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it, honey!” he heard Sandy call from the bedroom. She must be feeling better.

Suddenly he realized that sight of a six foot Sandy might be alarming to some of their more prudish neighbors. This thought took him halfway down the hall before he smacked abruptly into his oldest friend, Sam Flanagan.

“Whoa, buddy! What’s the rush? Excited to see me?”

“Sam! Uh… hi. Did, er, did Sandy let you in?”

“Yeah. Thought I’d see if you wanted to join me down at Duncan’s for a drink.”

“I think you must have already had a few, pal.”

“Now what’s that supposed to me?” Sam was slightly touchy about any allegations that he might have a drinking problem. Naturally, Peter brought it up at every opportunity.

“Well you haven’t seemed to notice the rather striking change that’s come over sandy.”

Sam squinted and pursed his lips, thinking. “Haircut?”

“Haircu- Sam! She’s six feet tall!”

“Yeah, that’s why they make her sit down before they cut it.”

“Wait, are you saying that you see nothing unusual about her height?”

“Well sure it’s unusual. She’s a tall girl, but you seem like you’re just noticing this now.”

Peter paused to process this. If Sandy didn’t notice this, and Sam didn’t either, it was probable that as far as the rest of the world was concerned, she had always been that tall. That meant that either Peter had altered the entire world, stumbled into a parallel universe, or just driven himself mad. None of these possibilities seemed any more likely than the others, so he decided to let it go for now. Turning back to Sam he said:

“Alright, listen. I have to tell you something that happened. It’s going to sound crazy but bear with me.”

Ten Minutes Later…

“So you’re telling me you built a supercollider that changed the universe, that’s everything everywhere, and the only thing different is that your wife is taller?” Sam responded in disbelief.

“I guess that does sound pretty insane,” Peter admitted sheepishly.

“Well, let’s see this thing then.”

“What?”

“The collider.”

“Oh, of course. It’s in the basement. Follow me.”

On their way to the stairway they were met by Sandy. “Can I get you anything to drink, Sam?” Peter was still somewhat stunned by her appearance, and couldn’t help but stare a little.

“Oh no thanks, Sandy. We were just getting ready to go out.”

“Oh no we’re not,” snapped Peter. “We’ve got work to do.”

“Is going to show you his atom smasher or whatever? Take my advice, wear sunglasses.”

“What does she mean?” Sam asked, but Peter wasn’t paying attention. His eyes were fixed instead on the sleeve that was creeping slowly up his wife’s arm. The hem inched up past her elbow and was approaching his bicep when suddenly it jumped back to its original length. Peter was puzzled by this. Then it struck him, if Sandy had always been so tall, she wouldn’t have bought a shirt that was too small for her. The shirt was just adjusting to fit the type of clothing she would have bought.

Relaxing his attention from her clothing, Peter allowed his eyes go take in Sandy’s entire body. What he saw shocked him. Sandy had grown another five inches, but it was not just her height. She had expanded proportionally in every direction, so that instead of being one of those rail thin tall women one often sees, who look like they would snap in half in a stiff breeze, Sandy cut quite an imposing figure.

Sam, who was shorter than Peter at 5’8”, barely came past her shoulders. Of course, both of them looked as if nothing had happened.

“On second thought,” Peter managed to choke out. “Maybe I will get that drink with you, Sam.”

“Don’t stay out too late, hon,” Sandy said. She then stepped forward and kissed him, stooping considerably.

[robclassact]

Fantastic work! Keep it up.

[LOD]

Wow! I hope we get to see how far that machine's power can reach.

[resiz3d]

Interesting story, looking forward to reading the rest of it!

[BlazingBarrager]

Very nice. Hopefully we'll see more growth soon.

[Logan73]

Originally Posted by BlazingBarrager

Very nice. Hopefully we'll see more growth soon.

I wouldn't worry about that. I've abandoned too many stories as a result of getting bored with too much exposition and not enough action. If anything, I'm overcompensating for this tendency. I'm a little worried that my more recent attempts may seem rushed, but that's better than never finishing them at all.

[y2jsmiley]

would love to see some nice slow growth.....through her clothing.....like skirt and heels and especially hose......mmm....keep it up please...ty

[Logan73]

Chapter 4
*** DISCLAIMER ***
The science in this chapter is so far beyond pseudo, I don't even know how to begin, so if that sort of thing bothers you, just don't read it.
***END DISCLAIMER***

Several beers later, Peter felt much more capable of handling the rather extraordinary situation in which he found himself.

“So – and I don’t mean to harp on this, but humor me – one more time, how tall do you think Sandy is?”

Sam sighed and drained his glass, signaling the bartender for another. “As I said before, she’s 6’5”. She’s been 6’5” for as long as I’ve known her, and if she were to get any taller, or any shorter for that matter, not only would I notice it, but I would be very surprised.”

“Aha, but before we left the house you thought she was six feet even.”

“No I didn’t.,” Sam tried to protest, but Peter kept talking right over him.

“That’s because she was six feet and before that she was five six. But of course you don’t remember it that way, and neither does she, because I’ve changed reality. Understand?”

“I understand what you’re saying happened, I’m just having a hard time believing it, I guess.”

“Don’t you think a six foot five woman is unusual?”

“Of course it’s unusual, but then you always did go for the tall ones.”

Peter stared at his friend in disbelief. “I did?”

“Sure, remember Stacy in college?”

“I remember her. She was 5’2”.”

Sam shook his head. “Nope, she was six feet if she was an inch.”

This puzzled Peter even further. Had Stacy – wherever she was now – been changed too? And if so, why? Just to accommodate his personal history so that marrying Sandy made sense? Thinking about that hurt his brain, so he ordered another beer.

“Well, one thing’s for certain. Something really crazy is going on, and I need to figure out what it is. Who knows what other unintended side effects this thing is having?”

Sam stared at him gravely. “You’re really serious about this, huh?”

“Would I lie to you, Sam?”

“No, you wouldn’t. That’s what has me worried. Either you’re telling the truth, or you’ve gone completely nuts. I think you being crazy scares me more than the alternative, believe it or not, so I believe you. Want me to come over and help?”

Peter shook his head. “No offense, but particle physics isn’t exactly your specialty. Believing in my sanity is enough help right now. I’ll call you if things get any weirder.”

* * * * * * * * * * *

Back at the house (he was still sober enough to drive, it turns out) Peter was relieved to find that Sandy was still the same size as when he left, although she wasn’t the only one there.

“Peter! I thought you and Sam would be out late, so I invited the girls over for cards. I hope you don’t mind.”

Her demurring attitude seemed rather ridiculous given her obvious size advantage. In fact, looking at her arms, he suspected she was also pretty damn strong. “It’s no problem, honey,” he said, trying his best to sound normal. “Hi girls!”

“The girls” were Sandy’s close-knit cadre of female friends. They were Sarah Beth, Mary Jo, Sue Ellen and Dinah, all petite and blonde (though in that regard, all but Dinah were artificial). Standing next to Sandy, they looked like children, their eyes level with her breasts.

“Hi Pete!” they chirped in unison.

“Don’t let me interrupt. I have some work to get to anyway.” Quickly excusing himself, Peter rushed back to the computer where he had left the printout analysis from the supercollider. The numbers whirled around in his head as he tried to make sense of what had gone wrong. After half an hour, he had some idea. There were still a few holes, gaping ones, but at least he wasn’t totally in the dark any more.

Apparently, when the speeding protons collided, it had released a kind of energy he’d never seen before, and lots of it. Peter, having been standing the closest to the thing, received the brunt of the blast, but Sandy had received a hefty dose too. However, this energy, whatever it was, was so powerful that appeared to have permeated every molecule of every substance it touched, binding itself to them like an extra electron bonds to an atom. As to why such an event would cause Sandy to grown into an amazon, Peter had absolutely no clue. To make matters worse, it was still spreading. Wait, why was it still spreading? ”Oh shit!” Peter exclaimed.

He rushed into the living room and flung open the basement door. He made it down about half a dozen steps before he smacked right into Sandy.

“Whoa there, fella! You nearly made me drop these!” Sandy held up the bottles of beer she was carrying. Despite her protest, it was clear that Sandy’s enlarged frame was in no danger of being toppled over by Peter. “Hope you don’t mind, I raided the mini bar downstairs for our game.”

“Oh, uh, sorry, I forgot to turn off the… machine.” Peter was finding words difficult.

“Yeah I noticed that was still on. I thought you left it like that on purpose.”

“No, I actually need to turn it off right away. Do you mind?” he asked, gesturing for her to move out of the way so he could descend. At her size there was no way he could squeeze past her on the narrow stair.

“”Sure, but you don’t get to crash into me like that without an apology kiss.” Without warning, Sandy wrapped her arms – still holding the beers – around him and planted a long kiss on his mouth. Peter was taken aback, but shocked quickly gave way to pleasure as he felt her large, warm lips against his.

“Wow,” he thought. “This is really different. Different and amazing!” For aa moment all thoughts of altering reality slipped from his mind as she extended her tongue ever so slightly into his mouth. Then something happened that snapped his mind out of the fog instantly.

Sandy’s kiss grew slightly firmer and he could feel her grip slide slowly up his back. Opening his eye, he saw her incline her back more and more to maintain their embrace. And then as quickly as it started it was over. He held his breath as Sandy straightened up again, and nearly hit her head on the ceiling.

“My God,” he thought, “she must be seven feet tall!”

There was now definitely no room for her to move aside and let him pass. “Here,” she said, still completely unaware of her change. “Let me get out of your way.”

She turned around and hopped nimbly down the stairs, her weight shaking the framework quite a bit. Her long legs reached the bottom in a flash, and she turned and called back up to him. “Come on down and then I’ll be able to come up.”

Peter, still woozy from the combination of the kiss and her growth, took a tentative step down. Sandy promptly grew two inches. He did a double take. What had just happened? He took another step and she zipped up in height again, making her 7’4”.

Sandy looked up (though not very far up at this point) at him impatiently. “Are you coming or not? These beers won’t stay cold forever.”

A bead of sweat broke out on Peter’s brow. Taking a deep breath he took two more quick steps and watched his wife stretch another six inches skyward. He still had three steps to go, but found he was looking up at her again.

“YouknowwhatIthinkI’llleaveitonafterall!” was the unintelligible gurgle he left behind as he bolted up the stairs.

[LOD]

Wow! I really love this series Logan. This last chapter was just amazing!!!

[BlazingBarrager]

Woah...he just got a big growth spurt and she didn't even notice.

[Wussy]

Since reality is constantly re-writing itself to match Sandy's ever-increasing height, Peter's totally missing the point. He should be thrilled to have her keep growing, if for no other reason than to have his house get larger to accomodate her!