Michael was definitely a lot stronger than he had been a few minutes ago, but Tom was still worried about him. After all, this was a kid who was continually being picked on for being one of the smallest kids in class. And sure, the 7 year old could PROBABLY defend himself now, but there were a lot more children at the elementary school who were a lot bigger and tougher than Michael was. Tom wanted to make sure that Alex’s kid brother never had to worry about being pushed around or harassed ever again.
He pointed the wand at Michael and fired off 5 or 6 separate shots, all of them hitting their intended target. Instantly, Michael’s body exploded with more growth, his muscles swelling much faster than before.
His shoulders broadened further, the deltoids becoming as large as bowling balls. Then larger. His neck thickened out, as his traps pushed upward, into an impressive mound of thick muscle. His arms swelled to monstrous proportions, the enormous horseshoe shape of the triceps clearly visible, while his biceps approached the size of softballs.
Michael’s chest plowed forward, farther and farther, growing larger and thicker with each passing second. Before long, it appeared as if his shirt was painted on, every muscle on his massive frame threatening to get out. Right before his shirt was ripped to pieces, however, it morphed into a tank top, to display his impressive physique.
Michael’s pants soon changed onto a pair of shorts, his massive quads and hamstrings clearly visible. His back widened considerably, as his lats thickened into two huge slabs of muscle, while the remainder of his trapezius muscles bunched up greatly halfway down his back. Finally, Michael’s abs formed, becoming an 8-pack, while his waist narrowed, creating a V-taper.
Tom just stared at Michael, who was still unaware of any changes that had occurred. In fact, he was still playing with his toys, making the occasional gun sound effect as he sat on the porch.
Even from here, Michael looked enormous, Tom thought. Had he gone too far?
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