All in a blur, Missy lost reference to everything. All she could do to overcome the sick feeling in her stomach was close her eyes and try and stay perfectly still. Her ears popped and she just generally felt awful. An eerie groan echoed throughout the city. Her head still swimming she dared to open one eye, and then the other. The feelings of sickness passed as she took in her surroundings and everything settled down. Missy had shut her eyes tight through her entire growth. She observed first the tall buildings at the center of the city. Then she worked up the courage to look down. "Wow," she whispered to herself, "it really happened. I wonder how big I am?" She began examining herself, wide eyed and amazed at how big she was. "I feel just the same, but everything else is so small." Down, past her chest, past her jeans and between her platform sandals, lay whats left of her house. Which was really nothing but splintered wood and flattened earth. But there in the middle of the debris, was the machine that caused this. It had changed shape in all the chaos. To Missy it looked like, and was about the size of a key less entry remote for a car. "This could come in handy." She pulled out her own now giant keys and attacehed it to the ring, then...
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