"You mean it?"
She kept her back to you but turned slightly to look down at your reassuringly smiling face as you nodded slowly.
"But, look at me...I'm a monster. I'm so huge and...I think..."
She squeezed her eyes shut and pulled her shoulders up towards her ears. Clenching a terry cloth robe in front of her, her knuckles whitened as her head crept a few inches higher.
"I'm growing babe, it's not stopping. I'm oooh..."
Another spurt caused her to shudder and you watched her ginger flyaways, bscklit by the ceiling fan start to graze its blades.
Cocking her head to one side as it stops just short of the light fixture, she spins to face you and you fully absorb what she's become. Pale cleavage spilling over top of her crossed arms rests heavily on her fists where the blood is slowly returning. Her eyes, glassy with fear well to the point of a single tear crawling down her cheek.
"I'm, I'm so, I'm sorry...so..."
She pushed the words out awkwardly, trying to talk through yet another surge of growth as if pretending her head, still tilted to one size wasn't starting to push upwards into the ceiling fan blade. The fan blade creaked in protest momentarily before she sunk heavily to her knees on the floor, still almost as tall as you and continuing to rise.
