"Well, what do you think of my Dad?" Matt asks later, when you are both over at your house.
"He's great," you answer, "do you think you really could end up bigger than he is?"
Matt shrugs his shoulders, and then looks down at the thirty pounds he's gained from the wishing powder.
"Looks like I've got a pretty good start here!" he laughs. He grabs his little starter belly, and bounces it just the same way his dad did.
"Hey, I have an idea," you say, "I could wish for you to get fifteen years older, and then we could see what you'd look like!"
"Cool," replies Matt, "fifteen years, wow, that would make me old."
"You'd only be thirty-two," you add, "that's still younger than either of our dad's"
Matt laughs. "Hey, that would make me older than my brother in Cincinnati!"
"Wanna try it?"
"Sure!" Matt finally says.
"OK." You mix the potion, and make the wish, saying that Matt should become a year older every minute for the next fifteen minutes. At first you notice no change, but after five minutes, Matt is already looking very different. You notice the uniform really starting to strain on him as he grows several inches taller, and begins to fill out bigger and broader through the chest and shoulders. He's starting to take on more of his dad's size and build, and you notice his face looking tougher, and more rugged as he becomes more mature. He starts to resemble your older brother, as he fills out more and more. Soon he has to undo his pants just to breathe comfortably, and his big beefy arms and shoulders are popping his shirt as buttons explode around his belly.
"Wow," Matt exclaims, his voice getting surprisingly lower, "I'm really filling out!"
You step back, as you watch your friend becoming more and more mature, and the size and weight keep piling on. Wow is right! Matt's once teenage face, is filling out with full cheeks, a double chin, a thick bull neck, and a heavy five-o-clock shadow. He lets out a deep, jovial laugh, as his chest swells as broad as a barrel, and his belly continues to push forward. After ten minutes, you can't believe your eyes. He really IS bigger than his father! After fifteen minutes, he looks like a really huge version of one of your dad's younger brothers. All his clothes have ripped off of him. He adjusts his stance, to balance his new size and weight, and then pulls back his shoulders, and pushes out his enormous stomach forcing you to back up further. Your mouth is open, but nothing is coming out of it.
"Well, what do you think?" Matt asks you. It's as if one of your uncles is talking to you now. You still haven't decided what to make of this new version of your high school buddy. He runs a hand down the front of his whopping gut, and thumps it like a prize pumpkin. "Did you ever think you would see me this big?"
You're still speechless, and Matt is smiling down at the size of his belly with both hands rubbing it appreciatively.
"I'm really gonna need some clothes man," he grimaces. You take him to your dad's room to at least find him some briefs that will fit. He climbs into them, and squats slightly the way your dad does when he pulls his pants up. You’re amazed to see him struggling to get them up over his hips, and you notice his butt is also bigger than his dad's. You pull out one of your dad's largest sweatshirts, and a very big pair of sweat pants. Even those are small on Matt, but he manages to get into them.
"I'm gonna need bigger man," he says.
"Wow!" That's all you can manage. What next?
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