

Human experimentation? She wanted him to, but would it be ethical? He was certainly willing to help her but he’d never considered trying anything like what she was asking. “Whoa! Slow down, Rache! You want me to do what now?” He was fond of his sister and he knew all too well that she wasn’t happy with her petite frame or plain features. “What’s the use of getting a big fat biochem scholarship to MIT if you can’t help your favorite sister get over the damn five-foot-mark!? Maybe let me grow some breasts? You know, like a pill or something to give me the puberty I never had?” The final thump of her diminutive hands rattled the whole house.Ĭhad finally opened the door. I’m going to finish high school without ever having gone on a single date!” Her tiny fist beat on the door to punctuate each point. “Chad, you have to help me! I’m freaking tiny. Instead of going to her room to sulk, she banged on her brother’s door. Rachael barged through the front door, shoulders set with purpose.

What she wouldn’t give to be bigger, to be better, to be beautiful… Combine that with a below-average body and you got a below-average person. Her twin brother Chad was pretty small, too, but at least he had a genius-level IQ! She was only an average student at best.

Rachael twirled a finger in her dry red hair, lost in thought for the remainder of the check-up. Would she ever grow any taller? It was her senior year and her chances of making it to even five-foot-nuthin’ seemed bleak. The nurse had measured her height: 4’10”. Not that the flimsy paper gowns ever did, but still. They’d given her an adult’s hospital gown and it didn’t fit at all.
