Tim made his way back to his bedroom, which was now completely different. Instead of the computer, there was a treadmill. The bed was much bigger, and all of the nerdy toys and posters were gone. Tim sat down on his bed, but he had barely had a chance to examine the wand when his dad came into his room. "Tim, we need to talk about your grades. Tim groaned. "That's all you talk about. I wish you would just talk to me about what I'm good at. Suddenly a beam of light shot out of the wand, hitting Tim's dad in the chest. He blinked, confused for a second, and then he broke out into a smile "Timl Your gym teacher tells me that you're doing great in his class Well done!" Tim nodded, confused. "Thanks ? I guess?" His dad nodded, still smiling and left the room Tim gasped in shock. What had just happened? The wand had changed his dad, and his dad didn't even realize? Where had Dave gotten this?
Just as Tim was thinking this, Dave arrived at his door. He was in swimming trunks, so it looked like he and his friends were about to go swimming in their pool. He cleared his throat. "Um, Tim? Could I have that back please?" Tim laughed. "No. You can't, I'm keeping it." Dave seethed, but he knew he couldn't get the wand back if Tim didn't want to give it back. He turned, muttering, "asshole," under his breath. Tim looked up, angry What did you say?" Dave paled, "You little bitch, Dave. I wish you were so fat that you wouldn't dare say that to me."
A beam of light shot out of the wand, striking Dave in the head. He seemed to begin to inflate, as he lost any definition in his arms and chest. They both grew larger, but they were filling with fat. Rolls of fat appeared all over his body to the point where he was sickening to look at. He must weigh nearly 300 pounds of almost purely fat. His body jiggled even as he stood still. A baggy hoodie appeared on the boy, and a pair of baggy tracksuit bottoms.
both in a vain attempt to cover up his body. "S-sorry, Tim. Dave waddled of the room and went down to the garden to watch his friends play in the pool. Tim laughed gleefully. The wand could change what people looked like, without them even remembering? The thought didn't even cross his mind that Dave had used the wand on him. All he knew was that the possibilities were endless. He caught sight of himself in his full length mirror, and took off his shirt. He had a nice six pack, and defined pecs. He flexed a bicep. and it to respectable eight inches. He lifted his shorts, flexing his quads. He was athletic and lean, but he wanted more He envisioned what he wanted in his head, and fired the wand at the mirror.
He laughed as the light bounced off the mirror and hit his chest. It tickled. Then he gasped, as his chest constricted, laboring his breath. He watched on in wonder as his pecs inflated. They quickly filled with hard muscle, instead of just being defined now they jutted out from his chest a couple of inches. His biceps grew massively, to an almost inhuman size. His neck nearly tripled in width, a massive column of muscle leading up to his head. His face, instead of being a slightly more attractive version of his brothers, morphed into that of a Greek god. His lips plumped up. His forearms filled with muscle, now larger than his old biceps had been.
He moaned as his torso lengthened, his pecs taking up much of the space on the top half. As he grew in height, reaching 5' 10", another row of abs was growing out of the bottom of the last two. He groaned, his legs lengthening further. His quads extended outwards, and he had to move his legs away from each other in his stance. His calves grew out of the back of his legs, and he groaned. He finally stopped growing as he reached 6'2". He flexed a bicep, and it swelled up to 19". He grinned, bouncing his pecs at himself. His loose running shorts morphed into tight spandex shorts.
He grinned at himself in the mirror, bouncing his pecs and flexing his new 8 pack. He now had a college football player's physique. He smiled, running his hand through his hair, while the other felt his abs. His still 9 year old body lacked hair, and his face was still rather youthful.
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