You're really doubtful of even gaining in the first place. Maybe you're brother Mike is right, maybe you are just the runt of the family. Or maybe they're not your real family after all, you might be adopted.
You walk through the grassy field and down the hill and on to your street and arrive home to see Mike's big red truck in the drive way. 'He's mostlikey still sleeping', you think as you open the side door and walk into the kitchen and kick off your shoes and walk into the living room to see Mike sitting on the couch, bigger then ever in his boxers. He sits shirtless exposing his big hairy belly(Dad has a smooth belly, mom's side has the hairy males). Mike looks like he gained a good 20 pounds since X-mas!
"Hey little bro," says Mike with a big smile on his unshaven face. For only being 20, his facial hair sure does grow fast.
"Hey Mike," you sigh. You don't really have a good relationship with Mike since your different body types.
"Aren't you going to give your big brother a hug?" asks Mike standing up.
"Fine," you say putting your CD bag down and walking over to him. He's a few inches taller then you. You reach your arms around him and he gives you a big squeeze.
"Still no improvement from X-mas?" asked Mike.
"What do you mean?" you ask.
Mike backs up and puts his huge hands on your shoulders and looks you straight in the eye.
"Look at you, you're slim, no budging muscles, no belly, no nothing," Mike sighs.
"I know," you say putting your head down.
"Well," Mike says with a grin," I'm going to help you."
"How?" you ask surprised.
"Easy," Mike grins again," by...
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