money and a trap

you look on the flattened table, among broken beakers you find an envelope, on it it says: money for test subject. intregued you open it, inside is the full amount, you stuff your pockets with the money and pick up a note inside the envelope. it says: you fool! i have covered the money with my latest concoction (in powder form). only i have a vacination! good bye guiney pig.

suddenly a voice comes from over in the corner. "you fool! i planned all this. except for that kid over there." the prof says. "HOLY SHIT YOUR ALIVE!" you yell. "yes i even staged my own death, but you are doomed! by the way." he adds walking over to Scott, "have this." he gives some paper which must have the powder all over it. "goodbye gotta run" the prof says before running out the building. you and Scott look at each other. then you notice a clock on the wall. its 1pm. you look back at Scott. his belly seems to be a bit bigger than before. you look at your belly. it's bigger too. then you see it start to swell. your fattening! "help! yells scott who's also fattening. soon your bursting out of your clothes again. after around 5 minutes. your filling up the building. then you burst out of the building and carry on growing soon you stop but your bigger than a skyscraper!!!! "well this is worse than being stuck huge with YOU in that building." you tell scott trying to stand but you don't have any legs, just feet. its the same with your arms.

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