"What's with the towel?" you ask seeing Mike is only wearing a towel.
"Nothing fits," Mike answers with a grin and runs his hand over his newly enlarged belly.
"I can fix that," you smile and pick up the glass of water with the Wishing Powder in it.
"What's that?" asks Mike with a confused look.
"It's a Wishing Drink," you answer holding it up," take a sip, make a wish, that's how you got so big."
"Oh yeah," Mike says with his eyes lighting up.
You watch Mike waddle over to the scale and stand on it and blurt out,"360 pounds."
Mike looks down and past his belly and says,"You're right."
"Of course," you answer lifting up the glass to your mouth,"I made it come true. I wish all of Mike's clothes would grow to fit his new size."
Mike gives you another confused look.
"Go see," you suggest and Mike finally walks out of the bathroom and into his room with you following. Mike walks up to his dresser and picks up a shirt and it's big enough to fit his new size.
"Wow," Mike says slipping the blue t-shirt over his head. The shirt fits perfectly.
"See," you smile.
"Nice going little bro,"Mike says and reaches out with his huge hand and ruffles up your hair. A sign of affection from your Dad and Mike to you."Now if you'll kindly exit my room for a bit."
You nod and leave the room and walk back into the bathroom and grab the Wishing Powder bottle from the bathroom counter.
You go back to Mike's door and in a few seconds he reopens his door and you see he has some black shorts that fit his new size.
"Much better," Mike smiles and pats his belly.
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