This choice: "Are you coming to the gym with me today, Tom?", feeling unaware of the changes • Go Back...Chapter #4Tom grew his little brother, and has big plans now by: reza0807 "Hmm? Of course, I do. Why wouldn't I?" Asked Jake.
Tom was surprised. Did his little brother not realize he'd just gained the same muscle mass and definition similar to that of a young gymnast? It looked that way. Jake just stared at him with a befuddled expression.
"Uh, no particular reason." Tom said. He didn't want to reveal the power of the wand just yet. It might be better to keep this to himself for now. "You're looking pretty buff today. Had a good workout?"
Jake smiled. "Nah. Mom and dad say I'm still too young to lift actual weights. But I want to join a gym when I'm old enough! I'll just stick to calisthenics and soccer practice for now. It's made me really strong already. See?"
The young boy flexed a decently muscular arm for emphasis. His small, yet defined bicep popped up immediately. Tom was genuinely impressed; it was the kind of muscle that boys of Jake's age only possessed if they did nothing but exercise.
How big would Jake become in the future when he was older? The spiky-haired youngster already a head start, after all. Tom couldn't deny that he was curious to find out.
"Good for you, Jake. Keep it up and you'll become a pro someday."
"Thanks! Anyway, I'm going to play videogames now. See you later!"
Once his little brother left, Tom hurried back to his own bedroom and sat down at his desk. The wand laid in front on him.
Tom's mind was racing with ideas. The magical tool actually worked-- something he still found hard to believe! But it had obviously changed Jake, granting him more muscle mass. Not a large amount, of course. But still very noticeable and impressive for a kid.
The growth had to be connected to Tom's intentions. Since there was no slider or button to choose how much someone could grow. And Tom remembered thinking about Jake growing somewhat bigger instead of turning into a bodybuilder. So that was the theory he went with for now.
If it turned out that the wand worked differently, well, that was something he could deal with later. No need to be overly concerned, he supposed.
Besides, he was too excited about using this amazing power!
Ever since hitting puberty, Tom had discovered a love for everything related to muscle; whether on a boy or girl. He loved the look and strength of big, sculpted muscles. The young teen remembered how he'd been fascinated by cartoons and comics in which characters, like heroes wearing spandex, would be depicted as buff and strong. Or even better, cartoon scenes of the hero growing bigger!
Muscle was the answer to everything. That was what Tom had realized since then. Muscles were awesome and fun to look at.
Sadly, he also found out that those kind of muscles were pretty rare in town. Most people didn't have them. And if they did, then it was always the older teens or adults. That was kinda stupid. Why couldn't kids his age or like his little brother be the big ones?
Except... They could.
Tom's eyes widened as he stared at the wand. He could change his town for the better, making it a paradise of muscle and strength. Fantasies of buff boys and girls playing with each other, throwing heavy objects, wrestling playfully, and many more images of similar ideas whirled inside his head.
The entire town was his playground, and the wand was his toy to use as he saw fit.
Tom grinned mischievously. "And no one can stop me or berate me, because they won't even notice the changes that I make. This is going to be awesome!" indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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