Craig grabbed the jug of milk out of the fridge. "All right, fresh milk!" he said.
Clay yanked it from his hands. "Hey, I got first dibs!"
This quickly turned into a playful wrestling match, as was common for these two, with Clay trying to keep the milk away from Craig, and Craig wrapping his arms around Clay in an effort to grab the jug back, knocking the two of them back against the kitchen counter. Kyle walked into the room, saw this, and shook his head. He then sat down at the table, waiting for his brothers to resolve their dispute.
Janet then came back into the room. "The two of you stop that! You gotta be more careful!" She grabbed the milk from Clay, and then herself poured the boys a glass each.
During the dinner, Craig, Clay, and Kyle each drank the milk quickly, and all went back for seconds, finishing the jug off. "You boys go through milk so fast," Jan said, "I swear I have to buy it nearly every day."
Later that night, Jan had already gone to bed, and the three boys were sitting at the TV, playing Halo 3 on their Xbox 360. The match ended, and Clay ended up the winner. He jumped up and started celebrating. "Yeah! Take that, bitches!"
Suddenly, he felt a little dizzy. "Man, we must have been playing too long," he said, as he started to lose his balance.
Craig started feeling it too. "Oh, wow, yeah," he said. "I'm feeling kinda dizzy."
Kyle sat down the controller. "I'm feeling it, too." He said. He rubbed his eyes, and then looked up at Clay, who looked... different. "Something's weird, guys."
Clay looked down, and noticed that his shirt was getting tighter. "Dude," he said, "I think I'm growing!"
"Yeah, me too!" Craig said, as he stood up. He heard a RIPPP sound coming from his pants, looked down, and saw a tear starting to form in the seams/
"What's going on?" Kyle said.
"Whatever it is," Clay said, "this is awesome!"
The three boys continued to grow, their clothes becoming ever tighter. Finally, it stopped, with all three boys heads near the ceiling. The dizzy feeling subsided, and they each looked at each other, too stunned to speak. Their shorts had each ripped, and their shirts were stretched to the limit, all riding up, revealing their lean, fit stomachs.
Clay finally spoke up. "Wow! We must be 8 or 9 feet tall!"
"Yeah," Kyle said, "it feels great!"
"I've never felt so strong!" Craig said, as he flexed. In addition to the height, the three boys' muscles had all been enhanced as well, where they looked like regular gym-goers.
"How do you think this happened?" Kyle asked.
"Who cares?" Clay asked. "Now we're the biggest, strongest 15-year-olds on the planet!"
"Yeah," Craig said. "Imagine everyone's faces at school tomorrow!"
Clay, Craig, and Kyle stayed up for another hour or so, admiring their new bodies, posing and flexing in front of the bathroom mirror. They each went back to their beds that night, barely fitting on them, having to sleep with their legs hanging over the edge. They each floated off into sleep, dreaming of what they could do now at their size.
None of them could know that this was only just the beginning.
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