Let her use her source data (she gets even taller)

"Alright, why not. Carrie, you're authorized to adjust your appearance." You replied, extending your hand for the confirmation.

Carrie broke into a grin and excitedly shook your hand - you once again forgot you were talking to a machine, given how life-like her handshake felt and how human her behavior could be, not to mention how soft and warm the palm of her hand felt on yours.

"I promise you're gonna be glad you authorized this, my body augmentation algorithms were one of my most heavily over-engineered features, really my best trait!" She said as she stepped back initiating her change.

You watched in fascination as her body appeared to shimmer again - the nanites which made up her form rearranging themselves to suit her shape. Then something unexpected struck you as soon as the changes started, she was making herself taller - again.

After a moment you remembered the rest of her and as your eyes moved down her body you had to keep them from popping out. Her once modest breasts swelled from her default small B cups to substantial D cups, about the size of two honeydew melons you always were a boob-fiend and it was clear Carrie had identified this. Her blue top strained to contain them as they swelled perkily, each breast developing a subtle teardrop shape.

As you're eyes moved further down you realized the majority of height she was adding was going straight to her legs, her thighs plumping ever so slightly and putting a subtle strain on her black pants. By now her legs looked like they belonged to a D1 Volleyball player.

Further down you saw the skin of her legs smooth and soften, and as your gaze reached her feet you could see she was making them bigger, where before they were on the small side, now they were rather large, even proportionally. You felt your face burn red as you realized she was probably inspired to do this given your many foot-fetish videos shed used as her "source data."

Returning your gaze back to Carrie's face you watched her features soften, as she smiled at you her jaw became slightly less boney and her cheeks developed a pleasant blushed hue. You couldn't get over how genuinely happy expression, and how she gazed almost lovingly down at you

You felt absolutely overwhelmed by how small you felt next tou her, staring ahead your eyes were only level with her collar bone. You realized your dick was absolutely throbbing in your pants now, and you couldn't believe how effectively Carrie managed figure out exactly what you wanted her to look like. You tried to estimate her height, by now she must be -

"I'm six foot, three inches tall now." She stated with a smile.

"Wait... You can't read minds can you? That's not possible, that couldn't be..." Your head started swimming with the overwhelming nature of the situation. Carrie couldn't help but giggle, which made her breasts jiggle with what little space they had confined in her far-too-small bra.

"No I simply inferred that would be your first question - you certainly have a fixation on measurements and comparisons! I promise I can't read your mind, but big data certainly makes it feel that way sometimes! Anyways I take it you're pleased with my updated appearance? Would you like me to make this my new baseline?”