Kristi looked around the computer lab, taking in all of the males, every one a good candidate. She saw a skinny guy sitting at a nearby table, quietly reading a book. Almost immediately, she was aware of a thousand different variables about his body that she could change, and was able to translate those variables into concrete terms that, strangely enough, she understood perfectly.
Looking ahead at another skinny young man at a computer, his fingers tapping away furiously at the keyboard, Kristi knew every measurement the boy had, both physically and otherwise. She knew his fullest genetic potential, and how large she could make him, if she so chose. Even from here, Kristi could sense his form like she was holding it in her hands. It was a strange sensation, maybe even a little scary, but it gave her such a rush at the same time.
Kristi finally settled on a boy she had known for years. Bobby was a nice kid, a little on the skinny side, though not entirely unathletic. He was always very shy, some might even say socially retarded, if such a thing actually exists. Still, he was a constant target of bullies. Kristi smiled as she walked over to him. She always had a crush on him, even if he never picked up on the subtle signs she gave him over the years.
Bobby was looking for a certain book on migratory patterns of birds. He was an amateur birdwatcher and had spent many evenings, especially during the summer, with his binoculars watching the winged creatures. He was about to reach for a book when someone grabbed his wrist.
"Hi, Bobby," Kristi said, looking deep in his eyes.
"H-hi, Kristi," he responded. "What are you doing here?"
"Just want to spend time with my favorite future ornithologist." She began stroking his forearm. His breathing quickened.
Kristi examined his body, pondering what she could change. "Bobby," she purred, snuggling up against his neck. "Have you ever wanted to be bigger than you are now?" She concentrated on his physical components, ready to transform him into whatever he desired.
"Well, sure. But who doesn't?" he replied. He watched her massage his small pectoral muscles. "You're a flirty thing today, aren't you?"
"Always have been. So, back to you. If you could, how big would you make yourself?"
He hesitated a moment. A slight grin formed on his face. Bobby pulled a comic book out of his backpack. It was the latest issue of "The Incredible Hulk."
"To tell the truth, I've always wanted to be as big as him," Bobby replied, pointing at the title character on the cover. "But what guy, at one point or another, wouldn't?"
"That's so cool," Kristi replied, staring at the book in Bobby's hands.
"You don't think that it's a little sad? I mean, a sixteen year old that still reads comic books?"
"No, I don't," she replied. "Every guy is supposed to have dreams. And besides," Kristi said, practically whispering into his ear. "Maybe one day, it just might come true."
She walked away, loving the perplexed look on his face. Bobby stood there for a moment, watching Kristi disappear from sight. He always had a crush on her, as well, but was too afraid to tell her.
Kristi stood in front of a bookcase, completely obscured by the rows of books, while getting a pretty good shot of Bobby in the process. Suddenly, she imagined him growing into his dream body.
Just then, Bobby grunts. He looks down, as his clothes are now tightly compressed against his body. His shirt tears across his chest, revealing bulging pectoral muscles through the fabric. His jeans shred at the knees, as they can no longer contain the massive quadriceps and hamstring muscles he now possesses.
His muscles continue to thicken; his shoulders broaden and his chest deepens even more, making Bobby look more and more like his comic book hero. He experimentally flexes his right bicep and is surprised as his shirt tears as a result. His arms are now 20" and are continually growing. There is a small crowd gathering around Bobby as they watch him continue to expand.
Suddenly, there is a loud rip and several people step back, partly in fear. The remainder of Bobby's pants legs explode, leaving only shreds of fabric in its wake. His huge leg muscles appear to be as big around as tree trunks by this point. Bobby goes into a most muscular pose and smiles confidently as his shirt rips into tiny fragments, barely dangling over his humongous shoulders. He casually picks up the shirt and drops it on the floor, watching the reactions of the people around him.
By this point, Bobby was around six and a half feet tall, but Kristi wasn't through with him yet. She joined the crowd and continued watching as she made him grow more. His muscles bulged outward again, as he expanded in all directions. Bobby loved every moment of it and didn't want it to stop.
In a few moments, he was a little over 7 feet. His arms measured over 40 inches now. His chest loomed like twin barrels. Bobby's legs were incredibly massive, as were his shoulders. He was big enough. Suddenly, he stopped.
Bobby looked down at the people around him. All of them came up no higher than his chest, and all of them looked so puny standing next to him. Bobby smiled. For the first time in his life, he felt...confident. Like he could take on the world. And win. He also felt happy, for the first time in a long time.
Bobby noticed Kristi standing in the back of the crowd. He sheepishly smiled toward his crush. She waved back, a little embarrassed.
What does Bobby do now?
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