Level Up Once More part 2 Rough Draft (updated)

Level Up Once More part 2

Grace walked down street towards the gaming tourmenat which she was late to attend as spurts of growth counuied to wrack her body. “Ugh.” She put her hand on the side of a nerby building as she grew again. “This is starting to become obnocious.” She looked down at the ground. “I wish I knew why I was growing like this.”

Rodney looked up at her. “Are you alright?”

She shook her head as her shirt ripped apart to reveal her bra underneath. “No.” She tore the remains of her t-shirt off her body and threw it down, one half landing onto of Rodney.

“Hey.” He pushed her runined clothing off of his head. “Watch what you are doing.”

“Oh sorry.” She stretched her arms. “But it feels better to have that off my body. I felt like I was being cut in half.” She pulled at her torn pants. “Now if only these things could be taken off.”

“Then where would you keep that cellphone of yours?”

“Umm.” Grace shrugged. “Well it isn’t exactly mine. I am just holding on to it I guess. I don’t know exactly.”

Rodney pulled on her pant leg. “You didn’t steal that phone did you?”

She shook her head. “No I wouldn’t dare.” She winced as her body grew once again. The button on her jeans snapped off of her body like a rocket and shattered a nearby window. “I am just holding on to it until I can return it to it’s rightful owner.” She tried to reach into her pocket to grab the phone but her pants were too snug on her body. “If I could just get this damn game to stop going off every few moments. It seems to beep five seconds or so before I grow. It is annoying as hell.”

“Maybe the phone is taunting you.”

She slammed her foot down and caused Rodney to fly a few feet into the air. “That isn’t funny. How am I supposed to take part in the gaming tourmanat at this size let alone fit into the building? This growth nonsense has to stop.” She shook her head. “And if this phone has the gall to make fun of me it needs to shut up.”

“Hey come now. No need to get worked up over.”

Grace took a deep breath. “Sorry. I just worked so hard to get into this tourmanat. I don’t want to not take part because I mesteriously grew.” She sighed. “At least we are here.”

At the end of the road they could see a massive dome building with multiple manners and hunders of people standing outside. The largest of these banners read “Natinal Call of Victory Gaming Chapionship. Day one. Let the Carange Begin.”

Grace smiled. “Well I hope that I can still met up with my team before my match.” Grace rushed forward.

“Hey wait up. I don’t want to miss out. I paid good money for my seat.”

She skidded to a stop. “Oh sorry.” Grace turned around. “I need to hurry so I am sorry for this.”

Rodney blinked his blue eyes. “Sorry for what?”

She picked him up and laughed. “I am not waiting on someone as small as you to run that distance so I am going to carry you.” She grabbed him by the waist and lifted him into the air. “Now let’s go shall we?”

“Hey put me down.” He slammed on the side of her fist. “I am perfectly capable of walking on my own.”

“Of course you are. But I am not waiting on you.” She lifted her head as she neared the entrance to the building. “I have to hurry and met up with my teammates.”

The people standing in line to enter the building ran to forge Grace a path upon seeing her. She nodded her head. “Why thank you.” She then noticed their scared looks. “Umm I think. I wasn’t going to step on anyone. I promise.”

Grace reached the glass door which led into the building. “Ok here we are.” She set Rodney down. “Head on in. I will meet you inside.”

He looked up at her. “Are you sure.”

“Hey I don’t want to take up the entire doorway for you. Who knows I might not fit.”

He shrugged. “Alright.” He pushed the glass door open. “See you on the inside. Hope you win.”

She bent down, the tear in her pants increasing. “I just hope I can participate.” She used her hand to open the door. “Ok how am I supposed to fit inside?” She pushed her right arm thorough. “Well that is one arm inside.”

She felt a small jolt on her right leg. She turned her head to see a young man kicking her. “Hey. Let us get inside you gigantic pain in the butt.”

Grace narrowed her green eyes. “What are you doing?”

He looked up at her and adjusted his leather jacket. “Getting you to move so the rest of us can get in.”

“Hey I need to get inside. I am competing here today.”

He laughed. “Ya right. Like someone your size would be competing.” She clenched her left hand into a fist. “I doubt you could even grasp one of the keyboards.”

She brought her left hand next to the young man. “I will figure something out. But you know what will make this competion so much better?”

“What?”

She flicked him away. “Not having to put up with you.” Grace sighed. “Not to get intot he building.” She rolled her eyes. “No more of these distractions.” She slid her left arm though the doorway. “Ugh it is a tight squeeze Ughhhgg.” She winced as she forged her sholders through the doorframe. “Come on.” The building shuddered as she moved forward. “Amost.”

Grace suddenly poped fowward into the lobby. “Yes.” She slammed her fist down onto the carpet. “I am in.” She looked up at the ceiling. “Or at least my torso is in.” She twisted herself onto her back. “It should be easy now to get the rest of me inside.” She could feel her entire body shake. “Oh no, not now.”

Her body suddenly grew, her torso swelling to fit the doorframe. “Ugh crap.” Grace winced as she felt her pants become unbearably tight. “Crap. I can hardly move my legs.” She winced as she tried to raise her left leg. “Another growth spurt and I am sure they are going to finnaly tear to pieces.” She took a deep breath. “When ever that is.”

She put her hands on the sides of the building. “But I have bigger issues. My damn body just had to grow to fit into this doorway.” She pushed on the side of the building. “Ugh come on. If I could only bend my legs I would be able to push my way out of here.” She threw her arms to the side. “I was so close.”

“Grace?”

She raised her eyes to see Bess looking at her. “Oh hey.” She raised her head and hit the ceiling. “Oww. Fuck.” Grace lowed her head back down and rested it on the velvet crapet.  “How are you doing?”

“Wondering what in the world happened to you. They prospeond our match because you didn’t show.” She walked up and touched Grace on her forhead. “How the hell did you become so big?”

“I don’t know Bess. I have been growing all day long and it is a nightmare.” She pointed at the doorway. “I can’t even get inside.”

“Sesh you are really stuck.”

Grace raised her head. “Hey stop that.” She slammed her fist down and sent Bess flying a few feet into the air. “That hurts.”

Bess shook her head and grabbed onto Graces hair. “What are you talking about? I am not doing anyting?”

“Someone is striking my feet.” She bit her lips. “With something hard. It feels like I am being hit with something hard and metallic out there. What the hell are they doing out there?”

A loud horn suddenly blared before Grace cried out in pain again. “Fuck. Are people ramming me with their cars?”

Bess walked over to a nerby window. “Umm. . .” She pulled at her arm.

Grace looked down at her as she twirled her long dark curles. “Bess I know that look. What is going on out there?” She winced as she felt something tight wrap around her left ankele. “Come on tell me.”

“Are you sure. I think it will just make you upset.”

“Bess!”

“There is a small mob tieing ropes around your feet and attaching the other ends to trucks. I think they are going to try and pull you out.”

Grace gulped. “They could tear me in half.” She pressed on the sides of the building. “Bess we have to do something.”

She threw up her arms. “What exactly do you want me to do?”

“Yell at them to stop this madness. Throw a chair and break one of the windows and stop them before they rip one of my legs off.” She shook her head. “We are teammates right?”

“Umm. . .”

She turned her head. “Hey I would do this for you. Now help me.”

Bess crossed her arms. “I don’t see myself ever being your size.”

Grace slammed her hand down onto the floor. “Bess help me. You want me to participate in the tourmanat do you not?”

She shrugged. “I don’t see how you will at that size.”

Grace could feel a tightinging tug on her leg. “Bess this isn’t funny. Now come on.”

Bess rolled her eyes. “Ugh fine.” She grabbed a nerby chair. “But you owe me one.” She walked over to the window and chucked the piece of furuaturie through the glass wall. “Hold on I will be right back.” Bess stepped through the shattered window and out of sight. Grace tapped her fingers on her chest as she listend to the conversation outside. “Hey there. Can I kindly ask you to untie those rops from this giant lady?”

Grace waved her arms about. “Thanks Bess my long time friend.” She sighed and rested her arms on her chest. “Why am I suddenly worried.”

“We are getting this thing out of the entrance so we can get inside and see the competion.”

“Shouldn’t you give her time to move on her own. Don’t you think using these pick up trucks are a bit drastic? For your trucks?”

“What kind of nonsense are you talking about here lady?”

“I mean you don’t know what kind of damage someone that size could do to your vechicles. She might break the very laws of reaity.”

Grace heard the crowd laugh. “That is a good one. While that woman may be big I doubt she will wreck our vehciles. Ok Daniel time to. . .”

“Wait.”

“What now?”

“You don’t have to tear her out because umm.” There was a pause and Grace ripped out a tile in the ceiling above her in frustration. “Oh see where I shattered the window to come out of the building. You all can just walk in that way.”

“I guess but wouldn’t that be valdalizing the establishment?”

“Hey there is a giagantic woman inside. Blame it on her.”

Grace narrowed her eyes. “Bess you better hope I don’t get my hands on you.” She slammed her hands down on the floor. “I am not your scapegoat.”

Bess’s voice rose up from outside. “See, perfect person to blame breaking the windows on.”

“Fine, fine. Get the ropes off of her.”

The tightness around Graces ankles loosened and she took a deep breath. “Finnaly.” She put her hands on the doorframe. “Now if I can just get out of here now.”

Bess walked through the shattered window. “There. Happy.”

Grace looked down at her teammate. “You could have done that without making me a scapegoat.”

Bess threw up her arms. “What are you talking about.”

A young couple walked in and snapped a photo of Grace; the young man saying “There is our proff for later in case anyone asks us what happened to the windows.”

The young lady brushed her blonde hair. “Screw the window. What about the door?”

“Just hurry on in. I want to see the next match.”

Grace shook her head. “Ugh I need to get out of here so I can compete.”

Bess laughed. “Face it Grace you are stuck. I will go tell the judges you won’t be competing today. Maybe someone can bring you a television to watch things play out.”

She reached out and grabbed Bess. “Oh no you don’t.”

She hit the sides of Grace’s palm. “Hey what are you doing?”

“You are going to help me out of here my good old teammate. I am going to particiate in the toururmanat tonight and if I can’t no one on the team will.”

Bess looked up at her. “Grace you are crazy.”

“Don’t mess with me. I have spent all day growing out of control and in tight spaces. I have had it up to here with nonsense so don’t give me any.” She snorted. “Now do you understand me?” Bess didn’t respond so Grace shook her like a young child shaking their fravorite toy. “Do you understand me?”

“Ok, ok. I understand. I will help you out of the honey tree.”

“I am not a bear.”

“Ok bad comparison.” Bess gulped. “Just put me down.”

Grace set Bess down next to her chest. “Just don’t try and make and sudden moves. I may be stuck but I can still move fast.” She narrowed her eyes.  “And I am watching you.”

She walked up to where Grace’s body was stuck in the doorway. “Are you sure you can’t just push or pull yourself out?”

“I could if I could move my legs. But my pants are so tight I can hardly bend the lower half of my body.” She winced. “God they are killing me.”

Bess laughed. “That is a frist. Well it is simple then. I just go outside, climb up and umm. . .” She gulped. “I can’t belive I have to say this but undo your pants.”

Grace slammed her hand down and blocked Bess in between her arm and chest. “Oh no you won’t.”

Bess looked up at her. “Hey you want me to help you out of this situation so we can participate in our match today right?”

Grace took a deep breath. “Of course.”

Bess held up her hands. “And you can trust me. You know that right.”

“That isn’t what I was. . .” Grace shook her head. “Well I really don’t want you to go out there now.”

Bess laughed. “What were you thinking was going to happen?”

“I don’t need to be more exposed than I already am ok.”

Bess kicked Grace just below her armpit. “Come on now. You are just wearing a bra. I think if you really cared about that you would have put something on to cover yourself you slut.”

Grace clenched her hand into a fist. “You try dealing with these growth spurts and it ripping your clothes apart like butter.”

“Ok.” She laughed. “Ok I get it. I think. Look you have two choices stay stuck here and keep your clothes on or I get those pants off and you compete.”

“Or I could just wait for another growth spurt.”

Bess shrugged. “Who knows when that could be though? Do you want to risk life on a maybe or do you want my help of a certienty?”

“But you could just run away Bess.”

She threw her arms up. “Hey better than nothing Grace. Take it or leave it. I am getting tierd of talking in cricles.”

Grace sighed. “Fine ok. I trust you.” She raised her hand. “I mean if I can’t trust you to do this how am I going to trust you to have my back on the battlefield.”

Bess laughed. “Right. They do have friendly fire turned on in the last round remember.” She slid though the broken window. “I will be right back.”

Grace tapped the ceiling above her and hummed to herself. A few moments later she could feel something tug on her left pant leg. “Oww.” She winced. “Carful Bess you are cutting off circulation to my leg.” An elderly man gave her an odd glance and hurried down the hallway.

“I know what I am doing.” Said Bess. “Just let me do my thing. I mean this is just like undressing a doll. A very, very big doll.”

Grace narrowed her eyes. “Will you stop with this horid comparriosns.”

“Hey you asked for my help.” Grace felt pressure on her groain. “Not just stay quiet while I work. You are like a buzzing knat in my ear.”

Grace took deep breaths as she felt her midsection tighten onto her body more and more like a vice. “Just what are you doing?”

“Getting this button off.”

She tore the carpet out as the pressure slowly increased. “Well that isn’t how you get pants undone. Dear god!”

“Almost. . .” The pressure suddenly vanished and she felt her waist expode outward. “Holy crap.” A few moments later Bess landed on Graces left leg. “What just happened? It was like I set off a rocket.” A loud crashing sound filled the air. “I think your jeans button crushed someones Jeep. Hope you have good inscurance.”

“Eh no one is going to be able to prove it was me anyways.” She flexed her legs, further ripping her pants in the process. “Ugh finnaly. Fredom.” Grace shook Bess off her body. “Now to get out of this situation.”