Jack headed into the kitchen, to prepare his morning smoothie. He laughed thinking about little Mike’s whining about his prank. Dude takes things too seriously, he thought to himself. He could feel Mike’s gaze on him, and he knew for all his complaining, Mike just loved staring at Jack’s muscled bod. Jack even made sure to do a couple stretches, to really accentuate his muscled back and arms.
As Jack got ready to prepare his smoothie, he headed over to the cabinet where he kept his protein powders and supplements. He always made sure to keep his stuff on one of the higher shelves, to keep out of reach of Mike who was always whining about wanting to get bigger. “Fucking shrimp,” Jack muttered to himself.
Jack reached up to grab one of his powders. That’s odd, he thought, he couldn’t quite reach the container. He stretched his arm, and still couldn’t reach.
Mike watched and stared as Jack clearly couldn’t reach the canister. Mike began to fantasize about Jack being shorter. Wouldn’t that serve him right? See what it was like to be a little guy…
Jack meanwhile had to get on his tippy toes, giving him enough leverage to grab the bottom of the canister, and bring it down. He dropped the canister, causing some of the powder to spill onto the floor. "Fuck!!" He cleaned the powder, and picked up the canister, placing it on the counter. He shook his head; he felt uncomfortable and strangely creeped out. He got lost in his thoughts for a few moments, and found himself staring at the bodybuilder on the canister. It was then he remembered the wish he had made last night.
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