{Original chapter by MarkNew and milkbaby}
Amanda wanted desperately to use the gun to make herself taller and stronger, but she was afraid. What if it was all a trick? What if it did something entirely different than it was supposed to? Or what if it worked properly, but she couldn't control it?
She was good in science, and the logical, scientific thing to do was to experiment with the gun before using it on herself.
If she had a lab filled with rats, she could try it on them. But of course, she didn't. Even if she did, the idea of a gigantic, powerful rat was frightening. And the idea of a tiny rat was creepy. What if it escaped from its cage and ran inside her clothing? Just thinking about it made her skin itch and tingle. Yech! Besides, rats were so much smaller than people. She couldn't assume that the dosage on rats and people would be the same.
She would have to try it on other people. Immediately, she had misgivings. Wouldn't that be unethical? What if someone got hurt? She could get in trouble. But first, she calmed down. First, this was science. She was doing it to advance knowledge. Second, no one knew she had the gun. In fact, the gun itself was a scientific impossibility. So, unless someone saw her use it, no one would ever blame her. And third, if anything bad happened, she could just reverse the effect. That made her feel much better.
The shade was drawn in her bedroom. She could easily look outside her window to the park across the street and use it on people there without anyone knowing!
There were Jane and Sally, who were once the two most popular cheerleaders in her school, and Brad, Sally's boyfriend who used to play football. Brad had his arm around Sally, but he was looking down Jane's shirt. And by the way Jane was moving next to him and bending over, she seemed to be encouraging him. Even from a cross the street, Amanda could tell Sally was getting angry at both of them.
There was Alan helping his girlfriend, Melissa, with her serve. Melissa's form was actually as good as Alan's, and possibly even better. But she had so little arm strength, her serves were pathetic.
There was Arnold, her nerdy next door neighbor, sitting on a park bench with his iPhone, pretending to play while ogling the girls passing by. Poor Arnold. When he wasn't being too awkward, he could be very sweet, but no woman would ever give him a chance.
There was a group from the local gym, heading inside for their weekly workout session. It looked to Amanda as though the guys just used the sessions as an excuse to watch the women do squats and lunges while the guys tried impressing them with how much they could bench. Still, it would be fun to change things up a bit.
And finally, there was Beth, who had been her best friend in junior high until she hit puberty early and developed the best body in town. Now, Beth hung out only with the "popular" crowd still living in town after they graduated college and pretended she had never known her. A few changes in her body might be very good indeed.
Yes, there were plenty of subjects for her experiments.
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