Chapter 1

Afterparty

It was the biggest night in her career. Megan had just received "The Hottest Hottie" Award at the MTV Movie Awards and was ready to party with the rest of the A-list celebrities that were exiting from the awards show. Her movie, 'Transformers, ' also won 'Best Movie of the Year.'

Dressed in a hot white dress, Megan met up with the Duff sisters and set off for the Olshe' Hotel for a small party in the penthouse suite. Upon arrival at the fancy digs, Ryan Phillipe, Vanessa

Hudgens and about 20 other celebrities greeted the giga-gorgeous model/actress with applause for her award. "Thank you!" Megan graciously responded. "God, I am so thirsty," Megan gushed as

Hillary Duff handed her a cocktail. "So, whose place is this?" Megan asked Hillary. "I think the suite has been rented out by SmashBox

Cosmetics. They've got all these new designer foundations, eyeliner and some really silky smooth skin creams. I've already tried some and, I dunno, I'll stick with my own stuff," Hillary concluded as she left to mingle with some the cute actors in the next room.

Megan was getting sleepy, but wanted to chat with some of the other famous people in attendance, including Rihanna and Usher. Making her way through the plush suite, Megan feasted her eyes on a large table set up with fancy bags adorned with SmashBox labels. Megan picked through one such bag and was intrigued with the selections inside. "Those are freebies," Zac Efron said as he came up from behind. The brunette bombshell jumped and gasped, startled by the young actor's approach from behind. They hugged and congratulated each other on their respective awards. "Gosh, this is such an awesome party!" Megan spoke in an attempt to make small talk. "Hey, there's some pot over there," Zac whispered to Megan.

She smiled in anticipation. Megan then headed to the next room with the SmashBox purse in tow where partygoers handed the actress a joint.

LOVE THE BIKINI

The next morning, Megan woke, fully rested. The day's plan; rest by the pool. Megan smiled in anticipation of trying on her new Miracle

Bra Wireless push-up top bikini from Victoria's Secret with belted scoop bottom. The groovy mix of colors; brown, purple, orange, green and yellow in all kinds of flowery shapes matched her sweet and colorful personality, not to mention accentuated her sculpted body.

Megan made short work of breakfast, only finishing one piece of toast and half of her yogurt as she made her way to fix her hair in the mirror and put on her sexy swimsuit. Examining herself in the reflection, Megan was impressed with the job that cream did. "Wow, how smooth and silky," Megan marveled aloud.

Dressed to kill in her new bikini, Megan put on a robe and tied her hair in a ball under her Women's Bailey Western Myrtle Beach hat and put on some designer shades. In no mood for pesky fans, Megan was determined to get some rays in relative privacy. Heading down the elevator and through a private hallway near the hotel lobby,

Megan found the outdoor pool area, which featured small waterfalls; two in-pool bars and wait-staff ready to dish up every whim. Megan smiled under her western-chic hat and designer shades at the 5-star amenities, the few people about unable to take their eyes off of the unrecognizable starlet.

Megan quickly located a comfortable lounge chair and placed her shiny tote bag at her side, rummaging through its contents to find some sun lotion and her iPhone. Resting back, Megan removed her hat and glasses and pulled back her hair in a ponytail, studiously covering her silky skin with sun lotion. Satisfied with the level of moistness on her coat, Megan ordered a cocktail and thumbed through the selection on her iPhone; some Justin Timberlake would do nicely.

TALL

Taking a sip of her drink, Megan could still feel the glow and smoothness reverberating on her face from the creamy application the night before. But, unbeknownst to her, the few fellow sunbathers and the staff were abuzz. "What's up with her?" a waiter whispered as he watched Megan. "Something fucked up is happening," a twenty- something woman in a bikini whispered aloud.

People were on to something and now so was Megan. Removing her sunglasses in a panic, Megan watched in horror as her legs began to grow, extending out several feet, her arms following suit. The shatter of glasses and the tossing of trays filled the air as the growing woman freaked people out. Sunbathers at the pool began to run as Megan cried for help, flailing helplessly on the ground by the pool, her now twenty-foot long body overtaking poolside furniture, her huge toes kicking up water as they dropped in the pool like large rocks. Megan grasped on to her belongings, instinctively trying to hold to whatever she could for safety before passing out.

"Call 911!" the hotel manager yelled from inside the hotel lobby as he watched with disbelief as the too-tall Tinsel town starlet began to come to consciousness, stumbling to her feet at the edge of the pool. People inside the hotel gathered in groups by the windows to behold the sight. Gasps and occasional screams cracked the otherwise silent air along with the click of cell-phone cameras and more calls to 911.

UMPH. OH GOD! Megan moaned in distress. WHAT JUST HAPPENED? Megan rubbed her eyes and took in the sight before her. Looking down, Megan's piercing blue eyes scanned the ground far below her. Little people milled all about and just outside the ten-foot tall fence surrounding the pool area, Megan easily made out the busy traffic along the city streets. Cars began to stop as people started taking notice of the giant in their midst.

Megan turned around and warily stepped toward the hotel, peering into the higher floor windows, watching in amazement as hotel guests screamed at the colossal spectacle of humanity. Megan loomed large, including her tattoos; a portrait of Marilyn Monroe on her right forearm and the King Lear quote "We all laugh at gilded butterflies" on her right shoulder blade. The hotel filled with the screams of horrified on-lookers.

Megan smiled as she held her enlarged shiny gold beach tote at her shoulder and her equally proportioned iPhone in her hand, ear buds still affixed within her soft ears, Justin still belting out the hits. Her feet sat atop crushed pool furniture and ... OH MY ... GOD!. Megan saw her sexy hat floating in the pool. It too had become all-too-large. The newly minted giant knelt down and picked up the hat and placed over her long flowing hair.

The starlet laughed as she looked toward the ground and took in views of the city surrounding the hotel. THIS IS WAY TOO COOL. I

MUST BE AT LEAST 50 FEET TALL!

Uh, actually, Megan, Ms. Giant Thang, you're 93 feet tall, to be exact!

STREET(E)SCAPE

By now, hundreds of people had gathered around windows in nearby buildings and traffic was moving at a snail's pace, if moving at all. Megan just stood quietly next to the pool as she took in her new world. The loud crunch of a car accident at the street around the corner from her captured her curiosity. GOSH, I FEEL LIKE ONE OF

THOSE GIANT ROBOTS FROM 'TRANSFORNERS, ' Megan sighed in amusement as she began stepping toward the street, tote, iPhone and all other fashionable accessories at hand.

THUD ... THUD ... THUD ... Megan scaled the ten-foot high fence that separated the pampering confines of the Olshe' Hotel from the busy- body Cinemaville streets like no more than stepping onto the Red

Carpet. "Run!" People rang out. Beep! Beep! Honk! Cars and trucks' honks rudely ripped through the air nearest where the bikini-clad giant, model/actress planted her pretty feet. "Aaagh!" Streams of people exited cars, buses and fled for cover. Megan unceremoniously planted her feet between vehicles on busy Star Avenue, an eight-lane expanse bellowing with busy rush hour traffic. To think, it was only