Mike and Tiny begin to chirp up with their own requests, Mike starts with concern about the floor giving out but after hearing Tiny begin to ask for food he wants some items of his own. You grab the Wishing Powder and...

"I wish everyone was clothed, mobile, and we were all at King Henry's!" you say before drinking more wish juice.

There's a flash of light and as your eyes adjust you slowly realize you're in King Henry's. You're standing at the end of one of the long tables, your family seated around it. Each guy takes up around 3 chairs and each is now dressed in some tight clothes. Dad's overflowing from a pair of grey sweats and a gigantic blue t-shirt, both of which are starting to get damp from his sweat. Tiny's crammed into a green muscle shirt that his thick arms and heavy moobs press out the arm holes of. He's in the biggest pair of basketball shorts you've ever seen as well, knowing full well they're in no way for exercise. Mike's now in a gigantic yellow and dark blue striped polo and some rather large cargo shorts that cling to his big butt. You can't help but smirk.

"Finally, time for food," Tiny grunts as he pushes himself up from the table.

As Tiny strains himself to get up a fart rumbles from his butt into the buffet. The chairs rattle as he gets up and the table behind him, already shocked that a bunch of gigantic, sweaty men appeared from nowhere, look on in disgust as they're effectively farted on. You watch Tiny start to waddle to the steam tables, the floor shaking under each heavy footfall. It's quite a sight to see such a gigantic man waddling off to get more food, but you have to admit it's impressive. Then your dad and Mike get up and lumber after him, their huge bodies knocking people and chairs aside as they go.