This choice: Barney has a small growth spurt • Go Back...Chapter #5Barney has a small growth spurt by: Stanton   You wrack your brain, trying t figure out a solution to the problem you know is coming. Barney has always liked being bigger and stronger than other people, you in particular. He loves forcing you into games that involve pinning you to the ground and lording himself high above you. Standing there, staring at him and running scenarios through you head, leads to Barney staring back with a confused look on his face.
"Hey. Spaz. Stop staring at me, it's creeping me out. In fact, why don't you go get me a soda" he says.
You absentmindedly turn around and head to the kitchen, certain you don't want to piss him off right now. Grabbing the soda from the fridge, you hear a light moan (or maybe a burp) followed by a light scratching sound coming from the living room. You force yourself to not rush back in because you aren't sure you want to see what just happened. You turn the corner and see Barney, sitting in the exact same spot and still looking normal.
He looks to you "that's a good little servant, now bring it the rest of the way."
You walk over and extend the can to him. As he grabs it from you, he lets out a slight moan and you see the table he has his feet on push away from him. That's also when you notice how small the can looks in his hand and that his already tight t-shirt is clinging to him even more.
"I think that cake went bad or something" he tells you as he lets out another moan and wriggles in his seat a little. This time his growth is a little less subtle. His head seems to rise by 3-4 inches as his legs push the table further into the living room. Even his feet seemed to have stretched longer right before your eyes. You look at Barney's face to see that he definitely noticed that last growth spurt.
"Holy cow cuz, did you see that too?" he asks you with a excitement in his voice. He flexes his fingers, then his toes. "Do me a favor runt, hand me my flip flops" he orders before quriking his face... "actually, I want you to go grab them and slip them on me. I want to see something"
You move a little slowly, but do as instructed since you know it's best to keep him happy right now. You grab the beat up size 13's from by the door and walk back over, kneeling in front of Barney's enourmous feet. You put the first one on and as you already knew it only barely fit, his heels and toes hanging about an inch on each end. You stare at it for longer than you really should have, because Barney was getting impatient.
"Go ahead runt, now the other one" he says in a harsh but happy tone.
You slip the other one on and the result is the same. Barney flexes his toes again, trying to wrap them around the edge of the worn plastic. As you start to get up, Barney kinda shudders and lets out a moan louder than any other time. You were too busy watching him to see his legs stretch out and shove his growing feet into your chest (well, chest and chin). The forces knocks you down as they continue growing over the edge of the table. You can't see the rest of Barney from where you lay, but you can see his arms growing along the width of the couch. They seem to be flexing too, his biceps bulging slightly bigger and bigger.
The growth spurt stops and you hear Barney let out a chuckle. Then the couch creak. His legs and feet pull back as he lifts himself up to his new enhanced size and now you can see just how big he grew. You figure your aunt's living room to have about 8 foot ceiling, like a lot of houses. Barney takes up every bit of that 8 feet and then some as he is crouching down a little. He walks over to stand right over you, smirking. His shirt must have torn off in that last growth spurt, and his shorts seem to barely be hanging on... thank goodness for that. He lifts one of his newly humongous feet over you and places it on your chest and presses down ever so slightly.
He stares at you "okay little man, I don't know how this happened but we are gonna have some fun with it."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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