“I think your wish was not specific enough - after all, you wished you were fat, and you definitely are! Maybe try wishing again.”
Matt grabs the Wishing Powder drink. “I wish I only grew to 400 pounds."
You watch, and while Matt still seems to be growing, you think the rate is slowing. He looks up at you and smiles, and you ask, "Why 400 pounds? I mean, I know that I've always wanted to be bigger, but that's huge!"
"Hey, c'mon, it's not that big - your Dad is almost that size. 400 big ones will make me finally bigger than....
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