Newt woke up that morning feeling great. As he got up to stretch, he felt a tug on the front of his button up night shirt. All the buttons on his shirt have popped off and his belly was sticking out.. Where his flat, stomach used to be, now was a small paunch of flab.
"Huh?" Newt thought as he bent over to pick up the buttons on the ground. Then he heard a loud riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippp. His pj's had split in the rear.
Had his wish came true? Was he really fat? Newt rushed to his full size mirror and examined his body.
No, he wasn't fat. A little puffy. His shouldiers were broader, his cheeks were a little fuller, his belly was a little chunkier, and his butt was a little rounder.
"Mom! Mom! I grew last night!" he called. "My Pajamas burst!"
She came up to his room. "You ddin't grow overnight; those were always too small for you."
"They were?" Newt thought as he rubbed his expanding butt. "Mom, do I look.......different to you?"
"What?"
"I mean.....do I look fatter to you?"
"Well, actually......"
"What?"
"Maybe, I'll put skim milk in your cereal this morning."
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