Here is a preview for part 2 of this story, currently in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Jan 16th

              Linda slid between a laundry mat and gas station and couched.  “Hopefully, they didn’t see me.”  She held her head in her hands as she grew another few inches and her back imprinted on the gas station wall.  The police car sped right on by, and Linda let out a sigh of relief which caused the rips in her shirt to open up even more.  “Ok, now to get to Glendale.  And fast.” She grew another few inches, and she could hear her leggings begin to groan. “I don’t want to risk my clothing giving out.”

              Linda stood up, now nine feet taller than the buildings around her.  Granted, they were all one-story buildings, but still, she was gaining height fast. She walked back out in the middle of the street and scratched at her head.  “I think at this point I am just going to have to run to Glendale.  There is no way I am fitting back into a car.” She grew another few inches and her arms burst apart her sleeves.  “I also think walking through the game preserve between here and Glendale would be a good idea.”  She pulled at her tight shirt.  “I don’t want anyone to see my clothing malfunction on the way there.  Whoa!”

              She fell flat on her face, and her hand smashed the nearby cars.  “Ugh crap.” She shook her head and saw that her right foot had slipped into an open manhole.  “Well, that is just great.  Who would leave that open without warning anyone?  Ugh.”  She sat up and narrowed her eyes.  “You have got to be kidding me.  My foot is stuck.”  She grew once more, and the hole tightened around her leg.  She watched as her left foot burst through her shoe, and she could feel her other foot do the same below the surface of the ground.