After a short time thinking about the Wishing Powder you really want to use it. But Mike's bedroom door opening snaps you back to reality and your larger then before brother walks into your doorframe and fills it out. Resting his upper arms over his chest in the doorway he says," Hey, (insert your name), can I make a wish?"
Your brother has been nothing but appreative for you and the fact you've grown him to 360 pounds, so you agree and say," Sure. Give it a whirl. Just take a drink and say your wish."
You hand Mike the glass of water with a bit of Wishing Powder mixed it. Mike walks into your room and makes you feel smaller with every step closer, he takes the glass from you and holds it in his paw for a few seconds before chugging the last of the liquid.
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