Jared was in his room, diligently working on his history essay, when a strange tingling sensation washed over him. It started in his toes, then spread to his arms, chest, and legs. He froze, his pencil hovering mid-air. “Oh no,” he muttered. “Not again.”
Within seconds, his muscles began to swell. His biceps ballooned to the size of basketballs, his chest expanded like a superhero’s, and his legs looked like they could crush a car.
Jared stood up and he stared at his reflection in the mirror, his jaw dropping. He looked like he’d spent the last decade living in a gym—or maybe on another planet where gravity was optional.
“DREW!” Jared yelled, his voice booming with newfound power. He flexed his arms instinctively, and the mirror practically sparkled from the sheer magnificence of his pose.
From somewhere outside, or inside of Jared's head, Drew’s laughter echoed. “Bro, you’re welcome! I thought you could use a little upgrade.”
Jared couldn’t help but grin as he admired his reflection. “Okay, this is actually kind of awesome. Nobody’s gonna mess with me at school now!”
Jared's quads had grown so wide, they looked like tree trunks. His calves had inflated as well, growing as big as cantaloupes. His legs were just astounding and his upper boy looked like that of a pro bodybuilder.
“Exactly!” Drew replied, still chuckling. “Now flex those arms, big man. Show off the goods!”
Jared struck a pose, flexing his biceps like he was auditioning for a bodybuilding competition. He felt unstoppable, like he could bench press a bus or wrestle a bear. His biceps were as large as bowling balls and his arms were as big as bowling pins, fully covered in veins. “You know what, Drew? You’re not the worst friend ever. This is… pretty cool.”
“Glad you think so,” Drew said. “But, uh, you might want to be careful walking through doorways. You’re kind of… massive now.”
Jared laughed, his booming voice shaking the room. “I’ll take my chances. Thanks, Drew. Seriously.”
Jared opened his bedroom door and tried walking out into the hallway when both shoulders bumped into the door frame, stopping him cold in his tracks with a loud THUD. Jared's upper body had become too wide! He couldn't fit through the door! He had to turn sideways in order to shuffle out of his own bedroom, just as Drew had said. It was incredible!
And for the first time in his life, Jared felt like he could take on the world—or at least survive high school without getting shoved into a locker.
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