Your brother gets out of bed and heads towards the door not bothering to put any clothes on. His large paunch swaying with every step. Farting with every step he walks out the door and down the stairs. You see a glass of water by his bed and quickly put some of the Wishing Powder in it and drink it quickly.
'I wish he eats all the food in the kitchen.' You whisper quietly as you don’t want him to hear you.
Nothing happens, you wait for 10 mins before you start to go down to the kitchen. Gingerly you push the door open not sure what to expect.
When you open your eyes, you see your brother sat at the table, gallon of milk in one hand and the freshly cooked turkey your mom cooked this morning nearly half gone. Your brother looks up and spraying turkey across the room nods to acknowledge you and quickly carries on eating, stuffing the turkey into his swelling ball. Grease covering his face.
You snap out of your reverie and quickly jump to the tap to pour yourself a glass of water. Your brother is not going to enjoy all this himself. You put some of the powder in the water and drain the glass. Thinking carefully you make your wish . . .
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