A commission for my friend  usaf2222 Here's a story description of this part:

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I fell over, stiffness catching me off guard as I attempted to catch myself. My feet, now since converted to thrust vectoring equipment, fell on my burgeoning landing gear, it holding my weight. The relief was only temporary, my expanding face and reshaping torso giving way to a nose gear. It was only at this moment that I caught my size, the hanger appearing smaller as I grew to fill it. It was getting close to the end and a new purpose.