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Isabella's growth

"Almost done." Isabella was busy at work making something. Pinky watch, as her master putting in the last piece. "It's finish!" She said happily. The tiny dog walk up to see what she done. Sure enough, it was a machine of some sort. "Oh pinky. You want to what this is?" She ask. Pinky nodded. "I'll do better then that, i'll show you! But be warned, you might want to make a run for it." The dog looks confused as she open the bedroom door just a crack. "Believe me when I say that once it starts, it will not stop, until it complete." She look outside to find two huge white sheets haggling in the clothesline. Big enough to cover from here to phin