"Well," Amanda said. "we coud use your new body to intimidate my brother."

"That sounds good," Sarah replied. "He sounds like the perfect person to test this new body out on."

"Hold on," Amanda said to Sarah. "Let me get you a shirt first." She went into the laundry room and noticed the clothes basket sitting on the floor. Amanda picked out a shirt that belonged to her father, a man who was pretty big himself, being a former linebacker in college. Although she guessed that Sarah was now bigger than he was. She also picked up a pair of her father's sweatpants that he wore to bed every night, to replace Sarah's torn jeans..

She took the shirt and pants back to Sarah and she put them on. Just as Amanda suspected, the shirt was a little too small for her, although it was certainly more roomy than the shirt she had on previously. It fit Sarah comfortably, even though it was a little tight around the arms and shoulders. The sweatpants fit pefectly. For now...

"Okay, let's go," Sarah said.

As they approached Amanda's brother's bedroom door, they stopped, cracked the door open slightly and peered in. Robert was lying down on his bed, his headphones blasting the hard rock music that he loved so much. He had his eyes closed and the girls suspected that he was drifting off to sleep.

"So, what do you want to do?" Amanda whispered up to Sarah.

"Give the gun to me," Sarah whispered back, as Amanda handed her the gun.

She then adjusted the knobs on either side and she fired at...