Mikey looked at the group of older students with a menacing smile, "I've got the perfect place to put you microbes." He said, his smile getting bigger. It was then the group of older kids noticed that the boy had lifted up his shirt and was rubbing his stomach while licking his lips teasingly. The male students started to beg, which only helped to stroke the titanic boy's already swelled ego.

"Hehe, sorry. But gods like me have gotta eat too! In ya go!" With that, Mikey shoved his palm into his open mouth and began slurping the men up using his slimy tongue.

Once Mikey had them all in his bulging cheeks, he began to slap them around with his tongue a bit, they tasted awesome! He mercilessly bit two of them in half and a warm fluid filled his mouth as he swallowed the rest of them. He felt them struggling and heard their squeaky screams as they descended into the pits of his stomach. He patted his belly and released a loud belch proudly in the middle of the empty hall.

"Ha ha! That hit the spot! URRRP!"

He walked down the hallway in total bliss, knowing the pitiful microbes he just swallowed were dying within his body, it made him feel very powerful indeed. He continued to walk until a teacher spotted him and left his class for a moment simply to come out into the hall and attempt to give him detention. Mikey was always getting detention, but no more! He was a god of size now! He could do anything he wanted to whomever he wanted! But he didn't want to cause an uproar just yet, it would be more fun to keep things on the down low before going for global scale godhood.

"Young man! Just where do you think you're going?"

Mikey stopped in his tracks and turned around to face his fifth period history teacher with that trademark smile of his. "Anywhere I want I suppose!" He said with a chuckle.

"That will be an after school detention today, and a lunch detention tomorrow for your smart mouth." The history teacher said with a smirk, knowing he had him.

Mikey had to bite his tongue to keep from bursting into a fit of laughter right there and alerting others.

"Do I need to send you to the principal for a second time today Michael?"

Ah yes how could he forget, it was him who sent him to the principal's office in the first place! Without him, who knows, all these new possibilities might never have been open to him! With a simple thought, Mr. Crabapple had dwindled to a few inches taller than the principal had been! He looked around confusedly, not knowing what had happened. But when Mikey swiftly picked him up, and, using one of his many other powers, teleported himself into the principal's chair where just a few moments ago, grumpy old Principal Victor had sat with an iron fist, it dawned on him that this was one boy he would soon regret ever crossing paths with.

Dropping the pathetic man onto the desk, Mikey untied his shoes and kicked them off, propping his dingy, dirty, and very odorous socked feet up on the desk in front of Crabapple. With a sigh, Mikey reclined back in the swivel chair with his hands behind his head, as Mr. Crabapple sat astounded at the sheer size of the now enormous mischief maker's feet, and the smell was horrendous! He soon regretted how hot he kept it in his room, and cursed all the physical activity imposed upon the students at the school. Looking down upon his newest victim with a smirk, Mikey snapped his fingers and the door locked itself, he was in for the long haul.