Tom hesitated for a full minute as to where he should begin. But as the seconds ticked by, he realized that it didn't matter. After all, if he intended on growing all teenagers and kids in town, then he should just start zapping as many as he could!
He raised the wand and aimed it at a group of 12-year-olds playing soccer, before summoning its magic.
A wave of energy struck every single last boy. It enveloped their short frames, infusing them with growth-inducing magic, and quickly took effect.
The boys' legs inflated slowly with burgeoning muscle. Their thighs widened out, while also becoming rugged with swelling sinew. Their quads took shape and became defined. The same could be said of their calves. One boy's socks were a tad too small, and his calf muscles easily outgrew them. Their shorts were getting tighter by the second.
Meanwhile, slender arms became anything but, as hard muscles came forth. Firm, shapely biceps popped up and formerly unremarkable triceps gained enough size to be noticeable. The soccer players had their chests jut out as impressive pectorals sprouted out of nowhere. All in all, their upper bodies were packing on some serious mass even though their lower halves enjoyed the most growth.
Tom smiled as the 12-year-olds went from regular kids to muscular soccer fanatics. Their biceps were as big as apples but way more defined, their hardened abs were visible through the sweat-stained shirts, and above all their legs were covered in striated sinew that were on the same level of a fitness competitor.
"Pass me the ball!" Yelled one kid, as he jogged toward the goal with more than double his former pace.
"You got it!"
His friend responded by kicking the ball, his thigh muscles and calves flexing impressively. The soccer ball went flying at an incredible speed. It was the kind of kick only adult soccer players could replicate.
The other boy caught the ball skilfully, and then made a pass at the goal. However, at that exact moment, Tom gave the kid another albeit smaller boost. His quads and hamstrings burgeoned explosively, gaining another inch or two in circumference, followed by his calves becoming rounder.
"Hah!"
The young player kicked the ball with such force that the sound of his foot making contact with the ball echoed throughout the field. It soared through the air, and impacted against the goal's netting. For a moment it looked as if it would tear!
"Goal! Cheered the kid's friends.
They all jumped in the air, muscular legs tensing, or went in for a group hug. Their defined, sinewy chests bumped into each other.
Tom enjoyed the display more than he expected to. And clearly the soccer players were benefitting from the aid he'd given them! Seeing the growth and results first-hand encouraged him to continue.
He quickly found new targets in the form of four geeky ten-year-olds, sat at a table bench, playing a boardgame. Two boys and two girls. One of each wore glasses, one of the girls was clearly a tomboy, and the boys were pale whereas the girls were either Asian or dark-skinned; a diverse group of friends brought together by their nerdy hobbies.
"Alright, I roll and... Ha! A six! That means I get to move ahead of Luke!"
A groan came from the brown-haired boy as his tomboy friend moved her pawn ahead of his.
"Just you wait. I'll move ahead of you again next turn."
The other two simply chuckled, amused by the friendly rivalry.
Tom aimed the wand once more, having chosen his next targets, and fired the wand for the second time that afternoon.
The geeks' muscles started growing instantaneously. Their clothes filled out at a steady pace, as chests and limbs thickened. Abs appeared where there used to be flab, and shoulders became wider than before. Actual biceps took shape. Waists remained narrow even as lats expanded horizontally. Reality adjusted itself by giving the kids larger clothes, seeing as they wouldn't fit around their sturdy physiques otherwise.
Tom hummed in thought. The soccer players from earlier were big for their age now, but he felt like giving the normally geeky group even bigger muscles than them. Plus, that would serve as a good exercise to see whether or not youngsters could be turned into bodybuilders.
Thus, the wand responded to his wishes, further moulding the boys and girls.
The pace of their transformation doubled. Although they did not get any taller, they did grow in mass. One boy's biceps ballooned as it expanded ever larger, eventually reaching a staggering twenty or so inches in circumference! His sleeves were rolled up, unable to cover such powerful mounds. Sizeable veins ran down the length of his arms toward meaty forearms.
Meanwhile, the dark-skinned girl had her skirt adjust itself due to her burgeoning glutes. Both were spherical in shape, yet could turn striated with a single flex. Curved, bulging quads jutted out of her thighs and due to their size chafed against those of the boy sat next to her. His own legs were similarly bloated with sinew. By now, his calves were visible past his shins!
"Can we play a card game after this? Maybe UNO?" Asked the boy who had been in the lead before. He picked up his pawn, enormous biceps and triceps swelling as he moved it across the board.
"That's fine by me. I'm getting bored of this game anyway." Said his male friend, crossing his brawny arms over an equally brawny chest.
Tom was in awe of the buffed up geeks. It wasn't just that they were bigger than the average bodybuilder. They were still just ten years old; the sheer amount of beef their short frames made the kids look even bigger than they were, conjuring an insane width in terms of muscle mass!
"Speak for yourself! I enjoy how kick you guys' butts! Turns out I'm the strongest of the squad after all, hehe!"
The Asian tomboy grinned teasingly as she stood up, and then flexed both of her arms. Those limbs practically exploded with sinews and tendons. Her bountiful biceps reached incredible peaks that would shamed most people in the gym. The words that she spoke held some truth, however, as she seemed to be the biggest indeed.
"Say what?!" Growled her rival.
"Now, now. Let's not fight." The second girl said in an attempt to calm her friends down.
The four geeks were observed from afar by Tom, who mentally celebrated his success. They were all massive! He was certain that they had to be the biggest, most muscular kids on the planet-- so far.
They were but the first of many future muscle teens. But regardless, no one would be able to call them nerds to their face, lest they wanted to be humiliated by a bunch of ten-year-olds.
Tom tore his gaze away from the four friends and moved on. He zapped a bunch of kids of various ages next to an ice cream truck, giving them a healthy boost to go along the sugary treat. The youngsters grew incredibly fit; even the smallest had shredded abs, which counted a solid six, and would possess more stamina than some college students.
Some gained more muscle than others, resulting in an entertaining mix of children who ranged from fitness fanatics to amateur bodybuilders. It was also funny to see them stand next to their parents or older siblings. They either matched or outsized them in terms of size.
For example, Tom enhanced two twins standing close to their father a bit longer, making them some of the biggest in the bunch. The girl and boy, who couldn't have been older than ten or eleven, were now mini-bodybuilders. Their bulging arms were as thick if not wider than their father's legs, their backs were both broad and covered in sturdy muscle, and their massive thighs could crush watermelons.
"Daddy, we want some ice cream, too." Said the boy.
"Not this time, Glenn. You and your sister didn't eat your vegetables during dinner. That means no dessert."
"But they're yucky! And I don't need my veggies to grow big." The male twin flexed one arm, massive bicep inflating to full size immediately. The girth of his upper and lower arm was insane for a kid his age. Glenn patted the engorged mound. "See? I'm already bigger than you."
"T-That might be so, but no is no. You and Amy need to accept that." Stammered the father nervously.
It didn't help the man's case that he was a stereotypical white collar worker. His button down shirt hung a tad loosely around his already average build. He might have been taller, as the kids only reached up to his upper thighs, but he was severely outmatched otherwise. Why, the twins possessed more brawn in one arm than he did in both!
Lucy scowled, stomping indignantly on the ground. Her bare, muscular thigh flared from underneath her pink skirt and the heart-like shape of her calf sharpened with each stomp.
"But we want ice cream now! Come on, daddy!"
"Yeah! Let us have our ice cream! It's too warm today!"
Glenn joined in as he clenched his fists tightly, the tendons in his thick forearms pulled taut. His angry expression mirrored that of his twin perfectly.
The father was obviously losing ground. Their little tantrum and rising frustration caused blood to rush toward their young muscles. Veins rose to the surface across their arms. Lucy's broad neck thickened, traps swelling almost imperceptivity. Power filled the twins' bodies as they surged with childlike fury.
Caught between a hard rock and children who could most likely bend metal with their bare hands, the father eventually relented.
"O-Okay... You can have one scoop each--"
Lucy grunted as she flexed her upper body; vast pectorals with small, budding breasts jutting forward, delts becoming more striated for a moment, and her massive arms swelling with even more strength.
"Three scoops."
The man swallowed. "Three, then..."
"Yay! Thanks, daddy!
"You're the best!"
The twins swooped in for a hug, actually lifting their father up, before rushing off to the ice cream truck. Tom barely kept in his laughter, having witnessed everything.
And his mischievous streak was nowhere near done.