Jack regained his balance. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt strong, powerful. He looked at his arms, not noticing the shirt he was wearing was really long on him now. Damn, those guns were looking thick! Thicker than just moments ago.
He heard his roommate Mike then say, “Holy fuck, dude! Look at you, you’re smaller!”
“No way, dude,” Jack said, looking again at his arms and then flexing. “Smaller? You see these guns? I’m getting huge!!”
Mike was stunned, not believing how oblivious his roommate was acting. “But dude, c’mon. Look at me!” Jack just stared at him blankly. “C’mon, I must look taller to you now.... Right?”
Jack just stared at Mike, looking at him like he was crazy. “Taller? Dude, I know you’re short, but you now think you’re taller?…”
“No! Dude, look around. There’s no way you’re 5’10” still!”
“5’10”? You’re insane.” Jack responded, stunning his roommate, “I’ve always been 5’5”!”
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