"Mike!" you yell from your room, "Can you bring me the powder on the living room table?" He glances at you and tosses it into your room and starts to walk back down the hall, but does a double take and notices your new weight.

"Whoa what the hell happened to y..." before he can finish his sentence you pour some powder in the Mountain Dew and wish that you had gradually gained this weight over the past few years. He vanishes from your room, signaling that the wish had been granted.

You hear your father call "Dinner!" and you are eager to feed your large stomach.