Jill and Samson were avid movie nerds, and hoping to kill it at the cosplay contest that year. Their favorite movie had been Avatar Samson loved the idea of his girlfriend being so much taller than him. So he did everything he could to convince her to dress up as one of the Na'vi.
Jill was a little scared to do it . She was going to need to do a lot of body painting and pad work. At least she was good on the stilts. She was doing a test with Samson, she hopped up on the stilts and tried her best to get into the pads, but it was wildly uncomfortable.
“Samson!” She called out. “This isn't working!”
Samson walked in and looked up at Jill, “What seems to be the pro- oh” She looked up and saw the pads just hanging off of her, they looked more like fat blobs than muscles. “Oo! Wait I have an idea!” He ran back to his room and pulled out a Necronomicon replica. The Evil Dead series was a close second to the Avatar movies.
“What's that for?”
“I was reading through it. And I think I found-”
“You were reading it!?”
“Not out loud, relax. But I found something that could help. It's a spell. Supposedly it's supposed to help you embody whatever it is you're wearing. And you're wearing...”
“Samson, I'm not sure that's a good-”
“Too late I'm doing it!”
Samson blurted out the complicated spell in a flash, like he had practiced it many times before.
Jill felt an overwhelming fullness fill her body, her weight increasing so fast that the stilts snapped and she wobbled, but grew so tall so fast that her view didn't change at all. Her muscles bulging and her skin turning blue, embodying the Na'vi she was trying to portray.
She breathed a sigh and looked at her giant, tall, alien body. She then looked down at Samson, She knew that she was going to enjoy the new dynamic in their relationship.
Also, they were going to kill it at the cosplay contest.