Peter had bought the thing because it was said to grant wishes, and boy did he want that sort of power. But, first thing first, he went up to his room and locked the door, in case his brother woke up and decided he need something from him while he was wishing. If Derrick did that, he'd for sure want the ring, and he was a very forceful guy. But then again, that 20 year old sloth could sleep through anything. You take out the instructions for the ring that came from the store, and read them over quickly.
"Place on finger... Say wish out loud... Ring knows what you mean when vague...." you say, scanning the instructions for the important stuff. You put on the ring after the scan, and recap it once more for your mind. Basically, you've already done part one, and the other two parts were just wish and enjoy. 'Easy enough,' you think. So, for your first wish, you say "I wish there was a scale in my room." You look down to see a scale in front of you, in clear sight of the full view mirror your mom bought on a whim. You smile- it works! It really works!
You unzip your favorite hooded jacket (a black one dotted with small white stars, with soft white material inside), set it down on your bed, and look yourself over one more time before you wish your body away. You were wearing a blue T-Shirt that said "I got out of bed for this?" in orange letters that was quite baggy on you, and a pair of jeans that needed a belt to stay up. You decide that, for your first trick, you were going to remedy the bagginess. So, you say "I wish I would gain weight until I fit these clothes!"
A warm, fuzzy feeling takes over your body, and you feel... groggy. You look down to your stomach, to see that is was lightly pressing against your shirt. Not much, but it wasn't as baggy. You also noticed your chest was pushing farther out than usual- it was working! Your pants were getting snug with your belt on them, so you adjusted it and noticed your forearms and biceps were larger. Nice! Your belly- you can now proudly call it that- was pushing the shirt a little bit, and stook out a few inches from your waist, which held up your pants easily, if not loosely. Your arms and chest had the sleeves and upper shirt look filled out, and you could tell from tensing your legs that they were likewise filled out. You wonder how much bigger to get now- first, though, you weigh yourself.
You step on the scale look down and see that you were up 26 lbs from your previous 104, making it a nice round 130. You grin broadly, and ponder your next wish. You could wish to be Derrick's size and see how big he is now- you wouldn't even need to leave your room then! Or you could wish to outgrow these clothes- see how big you'd be then! You've always wanted to know what it was like to be too big for your clothes... Finally, you could just wish that your belly was too big for your shirt or pants to hold it- you do want it to be the biggest part of you!
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