Sumiko Dreams teaches a class, showing a vial filled with ancient dust. She accidentally puts some dust on herself, tries brushing it off her clothes and plays it off as if nothing happened. Her body starts heating up, and she grows lightheaded and dizzy. She tries to continue teaching, clearing her throat and clutching her chest. She feels a pressure building up, and her face strains. She hiccups and is startled by the force and noise. She pops up an inch, wobbles and tries to regain balance, confused. She sets the vial down and tries to change the subject. She feels the pressure building up, grimaces and hiccups. Her chest throws itself forward, bulging against the fabric and straining it. She yelps as the pressure is released, her eyes growing wide. She grunts and cries in pain, her feet swelling in her heels and skirt raising. She regains her breath and tries to size herself up. Her hands reach and touch her chest, butt and legs. She feels another spurt building up, and makes students leave. She grunts and strains, shuts her eyes and hiccups. Her heels snap and she stumble for balance. She lurches up higher, her buttons straining and skirt rising up. She figures out she’s growing. She panics and tries to stop, but she hiccups sporadically, each time raising up further and further. She hiccups, and her blouse rips open. Then her skirt is torn, her leggings start to tear and fall off. She clutches her face, groaning. She hiccups, and her hands meet the ceiling. Then her bra and panties strain, as the rest of her clothes fall off. Her head bends at the roof, as she tries to not outgrow it. She falls to her knees to fit, pleading for help and panicking. She continues to grow, eventually breaking through the roof, as her body fills the room. She finally raises up into the skyline.
