A sudden tingleing sensation overwhelmed me, and I doubled over from a intense pain developing in my chest. It was like having a bad case of gas, but the pressure was building. People stoped to stare momentarily at the person writhing on the floor of the store, but nobody realy cared what happened to another human.

Just as I felt like I was going to explode, the pressure spread itself all accross my body. I was no longer in pain, though I was itchy. As I scratched myself, my skin started to peel off, rapidly being replaced by dark crymson scales. A tail riped its way free of my rear, and wings started to apear from out of my back. I moved to stand up, but I ended up falling on all fours with a thud. My newly developed forpaws griped the floor tightly, as my bones continued to break, and reform. A mind numbing crunch was heard as my skull fragmented, streched, and reformed itself into a draconic maw. Within moments, a red dragon was laying in isle 7.

I gazed down at myself, and rumbled with pleasure. I had always wanted this, and had finaly recieved it. The feeling of raw power was intoxicating. Before I was finished admireing myself, the feeling of internal pressure returned, and I started to swell in size. I knew I had to escape the human built structure, before I caused any dammage. As my muzzle quickly grew past the height of the isle, the humans noticed me, and began to panic. Within a few minuits, the whole store had been cleared. I chuckled at this, but my laughter turned to confusion as I bumped my head on somthing. It was the celing. I squaked in surprise, as I was rapidly filling the warehouse sized store, knocking over displays, and generaly making a mess. All thoughts of walking out of the place soon left my mind, as I was begining to press against the walls. With a loud crash, my head burst through the roof, and my neck started to join it.

The feeling of growth on this grand a scale was orgazmic, and I strugled to contain myself. With an audable pop, the rest of my body burst through the walls of the place. But my size change did not stop there. I continued to swell in size, till I was over 800ft long, and 350ft tall. I churred at my new form, and decided to dig through the wrecage of the store for any edibles. Earth was going to have a nice time trying to deal with me!

The alarm buzzer woke me up from another variation of my usual nightly dream, again making me wish that reality could only be so kind. I draged myself over to the coffee pot, and set it to brew. As usual, there was nothing new to do in the early morning hours before work, so I settled in to read a story. After my coffee, and a little breakfast, I headed out the door to my job. A sudden wave of nausia, and pressure washed over me, but rapidly faded. I smiled thinking of my dream, and continued out the door. Later in the evening, a winged form flew into the sunset, trumpeting its joy to all who could hear. Tombfyre. The macro Red dragon. Rawr.