"What's with the towel?" you ask seeing Mike is only wearing a towel around his expanded waist. Your Dad hates having tiny towels, so he bought some big ones to fit around his huge waist. You're glad he did.
"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 secret," you grin then add," wait 15 seconds after I go into my bedroom. After the 15 seconds go into your room and you'll see that everything fits."
"Ok...." Mike says and rolls his eyes.
"You'll see," You grin and walk into your room and shut the door. You take a sip of the glass and think to yourself,'I wish all of Mike's clothes grew to fit his new size.'
You hear Mike open the door to his room and walk in. After a few seconds you hear him let out some kind of cheer and after a few more seconds comes rushing to your bedroom door and knocks on it.
You open the door to see Mike dressed in some black shorts and his favorite t-shirt(his favorite football team t-shirt), both have grown to fit his huge new size.
"What is that stuff?!" Mike explodes wanting to know what's in your drink.
"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," I forgot to see how much I weigh."
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 and tell him,"I made it come true. I also wished for all of your clothes would grow to fit your new size too."
"Wow. 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 see that Mike's looking at himself in the mirror and admiring himself.
"Much better," Mike smiles and pats his belly.
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