You decide that it'd be less awkward for Chad if you weren't so hulking tall, and besides, being more than seven feet tall was getting old, anyway. So you concentrate and shrink yourself down to 5'3, so you're just as short as him.
Your clothes change, and so do Chad's. His black t-shirt is replaced by a white hoodie which says "State Basketball" on it. You take a closer look, and see that Chad looks a bit more toned and fit.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chad asks.
"Oh, nothing," you reply. "Just, uh, admiring that state Basketball hoodie."
Chad chuckles. "Yeah, you had to go spill Koolaide on yours. There isn't enough bleach in the world."
You laugh uncomfortably, since you have no memory of being on the basketball team.
"I'm glad you convinced me to join," Chad says. "I never thought a shrimp like me could make it, but hey, when you said you were trying out, I couldn't let you show me up."
"I had to," you say. "I had to stick it to the rest of my giant family."
Chad laughs. "Well, I feel you there. Dan is always so annoying. He's only a few inches bigger, but he still rubs it in my face all the time."
Right on cue, Chad's older brother Dan walks in. He used to be much shorter than you, but now he looms over you at 5'8. "Hey Shrimps," Dan says. "One of you get me a soda, will you?"
"Get it yourself," Chad grumbles.
"Aww, don't be like that, little bro." Dan wanders over to the fridge, and you see that Chad's face has fallen. You feel bad for him. You know what it's like to have older siblings tease you about being short. So you decide to
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