"To hell with it!" I decided, growing felt too good, forget everything else. starting to breath heavily I pointed the remote and remembered: It wasn't growing with me. That meant I would need to make this decision carefully, how big did I really want to get? Or maybe I could find someone else to work the remote for me?
Of anyone, I trusted Deidre the most to give the remote to, but then again, maybe it still wasn't a good idea. I could grow a little more, to maybe fifty feet...I'd always loved "Attack of the fifty foot woman," so to actually be her? What fun! But why stop at fifty feet? I could always hold down the button until I couldn't anymore, and see how big I got...
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