Mike's boxers can't take the stress of him growing any bigger and snap. Mike lets out a moan and rolls over to his side and opens his eyes and sees you and lets out another moan and slowly sits up.
Feeling panicked because you just made Mike 60 to 80 pounds bigger you jump into the bathroom and lock the door.
You hear Mike moan and groan again and hear him rise to his feet. Over your rapid breathing you hear Mike slap his newly enlarged belly and you hear Mike walk around his room.
A couple of minutes later you hear a knock at the door.
"Hey (insert your name here)," Mike calls.
"Yeah?" you ask looking at the bathroom door.
"Any idea why I'm so big?" Mike asks and you hear him slap his belly again.
"You've always been big," you answer. Mike has always been overweight. He was a fat kid and added a lot of muscle during high school.
"No man," Mike answer," I must have gained like a good 50 or so pounds this morning."
"Oh," you say wondering what Mike looks like.
"Yeah," Mike says still standing on the other side of the door," And I know you have something to do with it."
You look down at your hands and see you're still holding the Wishing Powder bottle and the glass with the water and wishing powder in it.
"What if I do?" you ask curiously.
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