Jenny Wakeman was one of the many students at Tremorton High, the only catch was that she was a robot. A 6’6”, 600 lb battle android with advance weaponry and defense systems. Though, she was more interested in fashion and boys, being a teenage girl.

You’re one of her many friends, though the two of you would say that you were one of her closest. Today, you were at her place, in her mother’s lab giving Jenny a hand with an “upgrade” as she put it. She was tired of being so short, despite already being taller than you by a few inches. She stood hooked up to one of her mom’s many machines with you at the controls. She was too pretty to say no to, sleek, thicc, round and cute, so you stood by, hand on the button.

As soon as your hand hit the button, she began to grow, a few inches like she asked, until you hit the stop button, but it didn’t work. That was when you noticed the “out of order” sign on the side of the control panel. As soon as she began to grow taller than she liked, she cocked an eyebrow at you before slowly panicking, watching the room around her shrink until she finally shot the control panel, stopping it. She had to have been standing thirty feet tall, a lot more than the few inches she asked for. She looked down at you, visibly upset, but still hot as ever.

“I just wanted a few extra inches, dammit!”