I loaned Tyler some of my clothes, which fit him fairly well, perhaps a little loose, but definitely passible. When we got downstairs to the breakfast table, we were both afraid for one or both of our parents to freak out. Sure enough, when Mom saw Joe's larger-than-normal body, she nearly dropped the plate of bacon and eggs she had been carrying.

"Oh, my," she said, bringing a hand to her mouth. "Tyler! What happened to you?"

My brother beamed up to her. "I grew! A whole bunch last night!"

"Yeah," I confirmed, nodding. "He just woke up this morning like that."

"I see," Mom said. Surprisingly, she didn't seem incredibly confused or phased by her younger son growing a foot taller and more muscly overnight, and took it in stride, continuing to serve breakfast. Dad, sitting at the table across from Tyler, barely looked up from his newspaper, slurping his coffee and continuing to read the sports section.

Tyler gobbled down his plate of bacon and eggs, finishing before I had even started. When I saw him look over at my plate, a look of hunger still in his eyes, I smiled and dumped half of my eggs and two slices of bacon onto his plate. "Thanks, Joe!" he said happily, as he continued to eat. I didn't have much of an appetite after the events of this morning, and it was truly an amazing site to see my brother, who just the day before had been a rather picky eater, being so ravenous. I just hoped, for the sake of my parents' grocery budget, that this didn't become a trend.

After finishing, we grabbed our backpacks and headed out the door, Mom giving us a kiss on the foreheads as we left, now having to tiptoe to reach both of us. Tyler's and my schools were near each other and both within walking distance, so we walked down the sidewalk together. A few kids and adults who passed us gave Tyler strange looks, unaccustomed to seeing a high school senior and a seventh grader the same height, but no one said anything.

When we got to the intersection where we had to go our separate ways, I reached over and gave Tyler a big hug. "Have a great day at school today, buddy," I said. As I squeezed him tight, I felt his arm and chest muscles, which seemed to be bigger and firmer than than they looked, surprising me and, I have to admit, turning me on a little.

"Will do, bro!" He smiled at me as he brushed the hair out of his eyes, and waved goodbye. As I watched him walk away, I noticed he had a bit of a confidence in his stride now. I smiled, feeling happy for my brother's big break.

The rest of the day was uneventful for me. School, band practice, and four hours at the restaurant afterwards. I didn't get home again until 10:30, and Tyler was already in bed when I did. As I poked my head in on him while he slept, I looked for any signs of more transformations, but he appeared to be the same size as before. I noticed he slept only in his -- well, my -- boxers, obviously not even bothering to try and fit in any of his pajamas.

"Good night, Tyler," I said softly. "I hope tomorrow's another big day." I had no idea how right I would be.

When I woke up the next morning, Tyler had already gotten up. I started heading into the bathroom, and could hear the sound of the shower running inside, so I guessed he was in there getting himself clean. At first, I thought I should go downstairs and wait, but as I started to leave, I heard Tyler's voice (still boyish but now louder and more powerful) call out, "Joe? Are ya there?"

"Yeah, Ty," I said. "Sorry for interrupting. I'll head downstairs until you're done."

"No, don't go!" he cried out. "C-can you come in here a minute?"

A little confused, I shrugged and opened up the door into the sub-room where the shower was. I pulled back the shower curtain, only to be shocked when I saw Tyler inside. He had definitely grown more over the night.