The pepper sauce rubbing into her colon."If you think this is pain you're going to regret convincing me to keep you." he teased.Through tears and pain...she responded with a sharp yelp. "Thank you Sir!" A short moment later Sierra began to feel the sting of the ghost pepper sauce inside of her. She couldn't hold back her screams. She cried out in pain, thrashing around wildly against her restraints."Would you like your other hole filled too, girl? The man asked her bluntly."Please no more pepper. She did and they read actually one eighty nine. She then stood me up by the height chart and measured me at five feet eleven. I had gained four pounds and grown another inch, that is if there wasn’t that much difference in the scales and height charts between the gym and the clinic.“OK Rick, sit here on the bench and let me measure your calves, with your muscles relaxed, then with them tightened,” Jeri said.“Fifteen inch calves and sixteen when you flex them,” She noted.“Now I want you to stand. As he headed back toward the bleachers, Syd said it was nice to meet Miranda.“You too,” Miranda replied, still feeling awkward. “I’ll tell you what, I’m going to get a soda. You want a soda? I’m gonna get us a soda.”Not giving Syd any option but to agree, Miranda quickly turned and headed after Jeff, who had only gone about twenty feet.“Jeff!” she called out to him.“Pretty great, huh?” Jeff said as he turned and waited for Miranda to catch up to him. “Can I pick ‘em or what?”“Yeah,” Miranda. And today all that bore fruit.Maybe. Gilala was a realist, when it came to experiments, and for all the others were saying everything was proven this was, in fact, still an experiment. Nothing might happen. Again. That would be embarrassing. You don't call every sister away from job and home lightly. But, none would want to miss being here if it did work, and they would need all their prayers and energy if it indeed was to have any chance of success. The risk was worth it.The risks were always.